This is a Earth Day contest story. Please vote. * A modern man returns to his pioneering roots to celebrate Earth Day. "What's all this?" Joan looked at the pile of camping equipment strewn all over the living room carpet, before looking at her husband with horror. "Are we going camping again? Please tell me we're not going camping." With her dark brown e...
Let's go camping! Few statements in life are more capable than invoking the "flee or fight" response in people that those three words, "Let's go camping." Some people love it, and some hate it. I've been a dedicated camper for most of my life. I was lucky; I grew up with a father who knew how to camp. I'll take a week of camping over any other style of vac...
Just a quick little story in the way of background information before I start the actual stories of camping. My ex-wife, Kay, has always enjoyed sucking down cum. She sucked my sperm down the first time we went out. I was not the first guy to deposit seamen down her throat (nor the last) and she was very good at it. When we first started dating, our "form o...
This is another true story, probably the last one (for now) worth writing about. I have been fucked while dressed 19 times to date. Not nearly as many times as I'd like (as I type this though, I have an ad posted on Craigslist again and hoping for another memorable story to relay to my readers), 9 of which were with a regular I had for a short time, and was...
Festival Refuge Copyright Oggbashan August 2020 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. +++ It was the early 1960s. The three of us, Ge...
OUR FIRST MOTORCYCLE CAMPING TRIP. We lived South of Peoria, Illinois, along the Illinois River. About 75 miles North is a State Park we enjoyed hiking in, Starved Rock State Park, named for when Indians were trapped and starved on the flat rock outcropping, forced to jump to their death on the rocks beside the river. Could be why Indians hated the white m...
After another boring weekend at home drinking beer, smoking dope and just hanging out with my girlfriend my friends and their girlfriends, we decided to go camping in the mountains as soon as we could all go. We made all the arrangements and reservations and we were all set to go in two weeks. I was a city boy and this would be our first camping trip, separa...
My Girlfriend of two years had never been on a camping trip in her entire life. Conversely, I had spent many vacations camping out and consequently, found little fascination in "roughing it." Melinda kept badgering me about camping out so I devised a plan to take her on the camping trip from hell, thinking it would dissuade her from wanting to further commun...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER: In this kinky comedy set in the summer of 1994, Madison, a spoiled rich city girl, is horrified at spending two weeks camping with her country relatives. Her Uncle Bob and Aunt Anna won't take any of Madison's nonsense, and of her three cousins John is boring, Dylan is a pervert and Kate a country girl with no fashion sense. The...
It was raining again, for the fourth day in a row. The rain splattered on the roof of my tent and then dripped down the sides. Each drip slid down the side until it landed on the lush green grass. Of course the grass was green. It was one of the worse summers for rain. I believed the cute weatherman when he said that it would be sunny this week. I believed h...