My first time with a man occurred on a camping trip. I grew up on a farm raising crops and livestock. I went camping fairly often usually to hunt and fish so we could have some variety in our family meals. When I started college I knew this would all soon come to an end - the farming, camping, hunting and fishing as a regular routine. While taking a break...
The hot sex with Bud started because he and I lived on adjoining farms in the southern U.S. Bud and his family raised cattle. My family and I, mostly I, as a teenager, raised pigs. Both of our families raised crops of corn, hay, oats to feed the cattle and pigs, and garden crops for our own sustenance. Bud had a brother and three sisters. I had only one brot...
My first time with a guy was the summer after I turned eighteen. A guy who had been in my senior class asked me if I wanted to go camping with him. I was surprised as I didn't know Rick very well. But I jumped at the chance to go camping with him as he was one hot stud, and I'd often wanked myself to sleep thinking about him. I was even more surprised, and...
It started out like every other year. I go camping for a week every October by myself to kind of decompress from work and my marriage. Don't get me wrong, I love my wife very much, we have been together for a long time but sometimes it is just good to get away. I tell her it is to go fly fishing but all I really do is sit around the campfire, have a few drin...
I wasn't very happy. My boss made me take a vacation because I hadn't taken one in years. Ever since I divorced my wife, I simply drowned myself with work. I didn't want to date or even look at another woman. I was just so damn heart broken. Heather was perfect to me. I guess she didn't feel that way about me since she had an affair with her old crush from h...
Camping and sex go well together. The open air lends itself to passion quite readily. So with cocks in hand and passions alight let us venture into the past. Glen and I had been out camping under the open sky. At the time Glen was sitting in one of the chairs outside the tent while I was preparing for sleep. I had undressed and was about to lie down when I...
Saturday, 5:37 a.m. Me and Bruce pulled up to the front of Johnno's house. Bruce was driving, so I hopped out and ran up to the front door. Knocked twice. Nothing. Rang the doorbell a few times. Nothing. I turned and looked at Bruce, who was impatiently leaning out the window. I shrugged my shoulders, even though we both knew that Johnno had probably just s...
Chapter 48: Indirect Syrinx hums as she ran the brush in her hair in front of the mirror. She smiles at the purple highlights in her dark red hair, just freshly dried from dying it. She sings a wordless hymn as she puts down the brush, and her delicate hands plucked up a couple of violet crystalline earrings. Her melody continues, even as she hears the foo...
Note: This is a story based somewhat in truth. * The day I turned 18 will always be a special day for me. My best friend Tyson, who was much bigger and a few years older than me, took me on a camping trip. Tyson was 6 foot 4, awkward sweetheart. Many girls liked the look of him, and they constantly flirted with him, but he never quite realised what they...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** My mother passed away a few weeks ago. Being the eldest, most of the responsibilities fell to me, and I did my best to manage everything. My brother and I had agreed the family home should be sold and we would split the profits. Again though, as the oldest, I somehow ended up bein...