Up To Camp "I think you made that up," Mary said, 'I think it's something you tell the tourists to mess with their heads." "I did not make it up." "I'm sorry," she responded, shaking her head, "But I don't believe porcupines fall out of trees." Mary had been appalled by how many roadkill animals they had seen since they'd turned off the interstate and on...
This is a companion piece to The Hills Are Alive... We revisit our heroine Trish as she tries to find a way to top that adventure. It isn't necessary to have read that piece, but she has a habit of being bad like this. She seeks thrill, danger and excitement. Don't judge her, at least she shares her stories. After the amazing adventure in the mountains...
Our days took on a familiar pattern. We woke up, messed around, made a hot drink of some kind, messed around some more, collected firewood, explored the Big Brother Hole and of course we made love. As we explored I made a point of spreading loose earth from under our bed earth via a hole in my trouser pocket just like in 'The Great Escape' letting it fall...
She plopped down on his lap on the couch. She was watching the movie intently, Sam didn't care which Harry Potter it was, but Leah seemed to want to watch. For a while Sam respected that, and he didn't push anything. But as the movie went on, Sam swept Leah's dirty blonde hair away from her neck and slowly trailed soft kisses up to her ear which he nibbled...
"Do you remember the Hare Krishna?" Those weirdos, I mean, religious zealots, sorry, I mean, those annoying people who shaved their heads, wore long robes with sandals, and followed you around the street, the subway, the park, and the airport begging you for money. Now that I think about it, they always had the hottest women, albeit a bit spaced out and hi...
The following is a work of erotic fiction and includes scenes of sexual activity. It includes characters that are copyrighted by David E. Kelly and the FOX network. This story is intended for the non-commercial enjoyment of fans and should be considered a parody. No copyright infringement is intended and no profit will be made from the distribution of this s...
This story might have some plot holes or factual errors. This is a fictional story after all. If you want to nit-pick on it, fine, do so. --- 'Tim, are you coming or not? It's nearly seven!' Eric leaned against his car, asking impatiently. I could see why he was hurrying me along. It was a gloomy morning with a slight mist, not too heavy to have to worry...
My take on taking advantage of the need to relieve sexual tension during the coivid-19 lockdown. Everyone in the story is over eighteen. Comments and votes are greatly appreciated. * Like many others, I was stuck at home alone due to the coronavirus or as President Trump liked to call it the Chinese Virus. From there, I started thinking about the apocrypha...
Note- Not to be confused with real life, this is a tall tale of fiction with no basis in truth whatsoever. xxx October 31st, 2018. London. Emma Watson wanted sex, badly, and right now. In contrast to her demure manner and pleasant demeanour the young woman was quite voracious for all things of a sexual nature. She had decided on whom the next lucky man wa...
My story begins where Chapter 8 ended, so if you haven't read the previous chapters, you might want to. Or not. Your call. Sorry for the delay in getting this chapter out, life is busy and this one wasn't easy to write. * Thanks for all the comments and emails, they are greatly appreciated. Things have been busy around here, but as one letter writer put i...