Tax woke with a rumbling belly, sixteen inches of hard cock, and a serious need to fly. These three things were all somewhat related, but Tax had never been a strong believer in doing things before he absolutely needed to do them. He knew that several of his nestmates saw that as being lazy. He saw it as being frugal. They darted about the mountain peaks, sw...
He reined his horse in just outside the forest. He reached in the pouch tied to his saddle and pulled out a roll of parchment. Carefully unrolling it, he held it up so that it was just beneath the line of the horizon in the distance. It was a perfect match! At last he had found the Mount of S'Gal! The drawing on the parchment was identical to the mountain of...
My MG Midget screamed around the curves of the mountain road. I had the top down and the wind was whipping through my sandy hair. My blue eyes sparkled in enjoyment through my sunglasses as my hands deftly moved from the gear shift to the steering wheel and back again. I was having the time of my life on a deserted stretch of mountain road covered with pine...
© Pandemos, 2010. All Rights Reserved. Back in New York, Lira relived in her mind the moments she had just spent in the forests of Maine with the mountain man who had called himself Rüt, the same man who had stalked her, trapped her, seduced her and made her feel freer than she had ever felt with any man. It all felt like a weird, erotic dream. She looked...
The sun was in half stride to the top of the sky, And Xulatiki stood proudly, his purple cloak billowing around his perfect body in his first year of full manhood. His eyes, and, indeed, the eyes of all those about him, all of the woman of the empire who were able to walk or find someone to carry them to this place, were focused at the top of the smoking sac...
By Woodmanone copyright February/2011 Please consider reading the Trilogy of "The Trail West, Winterborn, and The Gathering to better understand how those characters and events flow into this story. Reading Part 1 will set the stage for this continuation of the story. Constructive comments and emails are very welcome and much appreciated. If you like or...
Pack warm clothes...destination...Colorado. That was all she would tell him. They were in flight, about 30 minutes from landing, and he still had no idea what was going on in that pretty little head of hers. He trusted her though. He knew her well enough to know that anything she planned for the two of them, he would enjoy as long as they were together. Th...
Although it was warm out, it was at the end of October and the trees on the Cumberland mountains looked like the swirling, crystal colors in blown glass; a mixture of yellows, blues and purples. The sky a deep blue with wisp of clouds intermingled like dry brush strokes on a porous canvas. My girlfriend at the time was named Caz, I loved her because she wa...
PART FIVE - MOUNT IDA - 1 - "I can see why they stopped calling it Mountain of the Goddess and started calling it Goose Mountain," Saphy sneered as they bumped along an increasingly rough road. Saphy and Gabe had had some trouble making their way out of Bodrum. They had no money, no credit cards, one of them was dressed in essentially a piece of sacking a...
The voyage north that Glade would make across the Great Sea wasn't one she'd planned and most definitely not one she would have chosen, although it was true that she and Demure had often sat together on the shore and looked over a sea that stretched towards the North rather than the West. And they'd often speculated whether this water stretched to the very e...