A Visit to Aunt Alice's - F/Ff

Not written by me. Got it from an old board way back when.

 This story has nothing to do with the other Alice stories. I guess Alice was just a popular name at one point?


    It was late Sunday afternoon, and the two girls were having a bit
of fun, more delicious because it was so strictly forbidden.  Mother
had clearly made it clear that she would not tolerate in any way the
use of any tobacco in her household, and at least Linda knew that this
was so.  She had had some "experience" with mother's disapproval on
this count once, only two years before, but she had blissfully decided
to disregard that unpleasant memory.  So, Linda, the eighteen year old,
and her seventeen year old cousin, Susan, were gleefully puffing away
on their Marlboros when Mother/Aunt caught them in the act, quite by
accident and much to their later regret.

The Adjustment - M/F

A guest author, Isabella Laase, has submitted this story. Enjoy.

Her foggy gaze moved toward the sound of the bedside monitor and the baby’s soft whimper. Anna held her breath while she directed every sense she had, real and imagined, toward the goal of willing her daughter back to sleep. The magical mother power had never worked in the past, but for the first time in weeks, the baby settled and all was quiet.   

The sun peeked through the skylights of the master bedroom, and Anna stared out the floor to ceiling picture windows that overlooked the majestic lake framed by distant mountains. It had required a work of the heart to renovate the run down cottage to their demanding satisfaction, but both she and Allen refused any kind of curtain that would block the power of their view. The sunrise display of yellows and pinks diffused across the sky, but her exhausted brain refused to enjoy the gift given to her eyes.

The expensively decorated room led to a huge master bath and an elegant combination of tile and granite, but hours of careful design choice were a long distant past. Lakefront property for successful career executives made sense; but the baby would be walking soon, and they feared for her safety surrounded by so much damned water. They had plans to sign the realtor’s paper work later that day.

Allen moved in his sleep. Her body had grown soft and curvy with pregnancy, but his remained rock hard with chiseled biceps and abs. The reddish tinge to his day’s beard complimented the neatly trimmed brown hair, and she knew there were killer brown eyes underneath the deep sleep.

Poll #2

Our next poll shows gender preferences. Our of 700+ respondents chose their favorite top/bottom genders for stories:

44% favored M/F
36% favored F/F
34% favored F/M
5% favored M/M

I expected M/F to be the favorite but am a bit surprised to see F/F tied with F/M with such high numbers. Looks like I need to write some more F/M stories as those are being neglected.

Alice Learn's Who's in Charge - Part 4 M/F

[Continued from Part 3]

Ronald looked at the figg thoughtfully. It was a handspan long and thicker than his thumb. Could it be twice as thick? It seemed reminiscnent of a peeled potato but seemed more fibrous. And it had a knobby end that still had remnants of it's original skin while the uneven shaft was peeled as completely as an unusually shaped item could be.

The Dairy Queen Girl - F/F

Guest author Cliff has submitted this story. Enjoy.

Growing up, my Mom managed the Dairy Queen in my home town.  I played Pop Warner football when I was 12 years old.  Normally, we had practice on Mondays after school.  On Monday morning, the coach's son let me know his Dad had to make an emergency trip out of town and practiced was cancelled. 

Our house was only a few blocks away from school and I got home about 3:15.  My mother usually worked until at least 5:30 PM.  She did not like phone calls at work and being home early was not anything I needed to let her know about.  Shortly after getting home, I was in my room and heard my Mom come through the front door.  I started to come out of my room and I could hear she had someone with her.  

I cracked my bedroom door and saw it was a cute girl named Cheryl, who worked for her at DQ.  I had talked with Cherly a few times when I went up to my Mom's work.  She was very pretty and had a nice personality.  Even though she was 19, she did not seem to mind talking to a 12 year old boy. Talking with Cheryl, I learned she was from Iowa to attend school on an academic scholarship. I saw Cheryl was in Jeans and t-shirt, so she must be off work that day.

Alice Learns Who's in Charge - Part 3 M/F

[Continued From Part 2]

It was spankings such as Brenda's that led to Alice fantasizing in her diary about Barbara's ouster. She always referred to Barbara as "dour Barbara" in the diary since Barbara insisted the girls refer to her as Miss Barbara. If she wants a title she can have one! thought Alice gleefully.

Sometimes Alice wondered why she disliked Barbara so much. Alice herself still received spankings from Ronald now and then. But she held him no ill will. If anything she felt a stronger bond due to the intimacy of the punishments and consolation that followed. But with Barbara it was different. Maybe it was because Barbara was much more strict. Or maybe it was because she was a woman. Regardless, Alice and Barbara were like oil and water.

Alice often escaped to the stables when Ronald wasn't around. She didn't want to be forced to participate in any of the girls punishments and she didn't like seeing how Barbara treated them.