A wife, a picnic table, and four drunken friends – a good time was had by all. In an earlier story I told how three of my friends ended up dancing with and fucking my beautiful wife Anna. Well after that night, the thought of repeating the experience with the other wives was always a topic that came up whenever we were out drinking on our own. Here's how...
Ch. 03: The Battle The forest of Labrador was calm as usual. Bird chirps could be heard from far away. Various animals were seen in every corner. The peace was overwhelming, but not for the two companions. They made a camp two miles away from the village. Around them were thick walls of trees of the Labrador forest. The day was pretty hot for an autumn day...
The Old Fisherman weaved his way carefully through the sawtooth palmetto toward the ocean. The sand was cool on his bare feet. This cove was unmarked, but it was clear that people knew where it was. Just the same, only those who were confident in only their skin showed up here. The Old Fisherman had no big jones for walking around nude, and his body was past...
(Warning: Some Sexual Content. All characters are over 18 and completely fictional!). Enjoy! * Anna pulled out of her driveway and on to the gravel road that led from her house. The weather was hot on this June day in Georgia and as always, there was a chance of those late afternoon or early evening thunderstorms. But for now, it was sunny and very few clo...
This is a long story and should have at least one, but probably two sequels. This story does not contain graphic sex in any quantity - it is about the lives of the characters, not who's bumping uglies with who. That said, there is some adult content to be found herein - but if you're looking for a short read ending in satisfaction, you are advised to find an...
This is the second chapter in the 'Fifty Cent Piece' short series. I hope you enjoy it. Constructive feedback is always appreciated. All rights reserved, © Northern_One, 2012. * After Anna left me I drifted into a contented, post-coital sleep. I woke up a couple of hours later and the sun had gone down, the open door of my van allowing a cool breeze across...
Waking in the morning Owa found he was alone in the pile of bedding they had slept on. Hearing voices from outside the tent, he got up and looked out between the flaps. Anna was sitting on a blanket by the fire talking with Gren, Barwen, and Luskleor. A delicious aroma told Owa that breakfast was ready to be eaten. Dressing hurriedly, he went out to join th...
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Anna asked. Ulric nodded uncertainly, pushing his glasses back up the bridge of his nose. "That thing has been there for over a year," she pointed out. "Why go now?" "I need to see it," he answered . "I need to understand it." Brushing loose tresses of long blond hair back off her face she frowned: "The King has had do...
This is the first part of a multi-part story. It sets the scene for the rest of the action. I woke up to a blow job. It was still dark and I couldn't see who it was but I was too exhausted to care. I lay back and let whoever it was swallow my rapidly growing cock, sucking me in as I hardened. Whoever it was certainly knew what they were doing and it wasn't...
CHAPTER 1 Jim Walker was heading south in his camper van on a quiet secondary highway in the Central Plateau of New Zealand, passing through thousand of acres of pine forests rearing up green-like sentries on both sides the route, when he spotted two female hitchhikers up ahead, with small packs on their back. "Traveling light and sexy," Jim announced to...