Footbridge Deschutes Stories

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Sweet Session

by luv_to_run71 on Dec 12, 2018
BDSM

We sat on an arched footbridge, watching the small watercraft make its way down the river and towards the Gulf. A cool-ish breeze had picked up and it felt wonderful. I took Michelle's hand in mine and pulled her closer to me, so that our sides were touching. I looked over at her and couldn't help but stare at her cleavage, which was thrust up and out of her...

The Bridge

by PTBzzzz on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

A friend was looking for photos of bridges to be used in a book; the proceeds of the sale of that book were to be donated to a charity. The word was sent out that they were still lacking a photo of a footbridge. My first thought was of a crude, rickety bridge made of ropes and boards strung over a deep river canyon. I could picture it in my head, it was ol...

Kelly's Afternoon

by mike62wi on Sep 16, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

The weather forecast was definitely off a bit -it was not suppose to get this warm out today Kelly thought to herself as she walked across the footbridge on campus. She was glad classes were done for today and she was looking forward to getting to her apartment, change into some cooler clothes and relax a bit, maybe catch up on the gossip with her roommate L...

Lady Killer

by Corpse_rider on Sep 15, 2017
Illustrated

Noun 1. lady killer - a man who takes advantage of women seducer; a dissolute person; usually a man who is morally unrestrained. She almost missed seeing him. In fact, Beverly had not noticed anyone on the wooden footbridge at first. It was only when her cairn terrier, Trudy, ran off in the direction of the bridge that she noticed him. Something about seei...

An American Houseguest Ch. 04

by petitmort on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

As Isabelle and I approach the house riding bareback on the gorgeous stallion they called Lancelot, I wish I could somehow stop the Earth's rotation and forever live in this time and place. The afternoon light casts a golden glow over the lake and the light sparkles like a million diamonds, glittering with every ripple and wave. Isabelle is embracing me from...

Out of the Rain

by longlegs on Sep 16, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The breeze, blowing through the trees, feels so very pleasant. The sun is trying to peak out from behind the clouds, maybe it won't rain. Stopping at The Springs park waiting for this reunion with John, my heart is thumping wildly with anticipation. I haven't spoken to him in years, his phone call Tuesday suggesting we meet took me by surprise. Walking down...

The Garden

by AnonAndAnon on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

"When young I was not as others,I loved the mountains, hills and misted rivers. But Oh I was dazzled by visions of powerAnd've only returned in this, my final hour." - Tao Yuan-ming, 365-427 Perfect stillness cloaks the garden. Snow lies white and deep. Snow clings to the rocks on the little island in the pond, snow clings to the railing of the arching foo...

Harlotsville Ch. 02

by Embers_X on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Betty stood on her front porch, her fingertips chilly from handling wet laundry. She squinted, scanning the road expectantly. In addition to being somewhat overgrown, the road was also very steep, ascending sharply to hillier countryside; from her vantage point, she could see no farther than the white footbridge at its perceivable peak. She knew to watch t...

Rosie’s Stumbling Romance

by egmontgrigor2010 on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

WARNING: This is more about relationships than wall to wall sex. EG * * * CHAPTER 1 Rosie Fields was running for something to do, covering up to six miles each evening after work on Monday, Wednesday and Friday. She began five weeks ago after her fiancé of three months dumped her without warning. Paul wrote from seven hundred miles away providing his ne...

The Garden Shed Opens its Door Ch. 09

by Drmaxc on Sep 25, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Chapter 9 Gary in the countryside Gary had always enjoyed a ramble. The desire to ramble naked had come rather later in his life but the pleasures of countryside walking had been with him since a boy. In part he did enjoy the solitude. It was not that he did not sometimes walk with other people but it was good to be free to walk at his own pace and immerse...