I have a nice piece of land in a rural area of Appalachia. It's not in the main Blue Ridge range itself, but rather in a small chain of mountains about thirty miles long, that veers off to one side. I'm on the far end, so my hills and ridge have an amazing view of the entire chain, as well as the river valley below. The really cool part about the view is tha...
ROOM LOG [July 2, 2000] OnlineHost: *** You are in "hopeless romantic hut". *** FXYLDDY 69: hi AUSLANDUR: hello FXYLDDY 69: So are you still headed down to lake? AUSLANDUR: yes FXYLDDY 69: And are you still thinking about buying the cabin? AUSLANDUR: lol FXYLDDY 69: I've always said you Cancer-types can be like kids in a candy shop. . . AUSLANDUR: H...
*Continuation of the Howling* The Cabin 2200 Hours Within fifteen minutes the group has finally found the cabin, parking the vehicle adjacent to the wooded building the individuals inside started to emerge out of the vehicle and immediately grabbed their gear. "Carlos with me," Ken barked out, "let's check the cabin." Both men with their weapons at the...
I know these hills like the back of my hand. I grew up not too far away, and every summer my Dad and I would go up there, into the national forest, by ourselves. I was eleven when we first went up there. He had given me my first hunting bow the Christmas before, and taken me hunting in those woods every summer since then. We'd spend weeks together hunting, w...
I feel so lucky. I have a cabin in the woods; a log cabin. It's very small, with a loft for a bedroom that overlooks the living room and only a ladder to get to it -- no stairs. The kitchen is hardly more than an alcove off the living room. And, there's a great stone fireplace that covers one whole wall of the living space -- it's so nice in winter to snuggl...
Jennifer's story Meeting Mark's sisters turned out to be kind of neat, but if the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, in the Stewart's case, all three apples fell straight down the trunk, plop! and just laid there, not an inch apart, because they're all alike. Both of his sisters are as tough as his mother, and they all look alike: there's absolutely no...
Debbie Mayfield was a twenty-three year old college student on vacation from university. Debbie, while on break, had a date with her boyfriend, Dexter. The two went to a moderately-priced Italian restaurant. Dexter had Italian sausage and penne pasta, while Debbie had angel hair spaghetti in white wine sauce. The two said their goodbyes, with Dexter headed b...
*This short story is an entry for the Literotica Earth Day contest. I hope you enjoy it and, if you do, please remember to vote!* Joe hefted the metal cylinder and, for the first time in a long time, smiled. He knew the cylinder's contents were worth their weight in gold. Of course, a chemical analysis would still have to be done, but his instinct and exper...
Jane and I came upon Shangri-La suddenly while walking a path along the pond. It was the morning after a party at the cabin of a friend of Jane's, a rather unique kind of party. A friend had invited me there for Friday night. "It's a photo party," Jane said. "Where the women get to photograph the guys." "Are the guys going to be naked?" I asked. My fri...
I'm squirmy and nervous all day at work on Friday, anticipating our first whole weekend together. It's perfect, gorgeous, crisp, cool fall weather, just right for an October weekend in the woods, and I am so excited I can't concentrate on my work at ALL. Finally, it's time to leave, and I head out to the car to freshen up my makeup. (Yes, we are going to a...