This story is a fantasy that came completely out of my dirty little mind. Any similarities to anyone you know or anything you have ever seen or heard is a complete accident, but ultimately inevitable. ***** I woke up that morning thinking that my life was perfect. I was 30 years old, happily married to a beautiful wife, and had a great job and a wonderful...
She had often wondered if he ever felt anything other than optimism. If he was ever down. If he ever hurt, or was tired, or just needed a shoulder to lean on. If he ever saw her as more than a friend he wanted to be kind to. Now, watching him with his hands between his knees, arms resting on his thighs, disheveled, pensive, she wondered why, unasked, her que...
Bears, Porridge, and Honey: A Pair of Goldilocks by The Preve Story One---The Sticky Cheerleader: Part One The Gundersson Brothers lived in the forest: Olaf, Sigmund and Gurd. They prospered through honey making, courtesy of Olaf. Sigmund supplemented the income, selling wood supplies to the local furniture company. Gurd's hunting saved on groceries; meat...
Nothing smelled sweeter than the rain in Wyoming. Aliza loved to sit outside and just watch it fall, taking in the cool air, and soft sent. Her little country home out in the middle of nowhere was the perfect place to be on days like this. She didn't care much for company since the love of her life had passed away leaving her to figure out this crazy world a...
I see you staring through that small gap in the hedge. The amount of time you spend peering into my farm from the colourful garden of your secluded rural cottage, while your rich husband works all hours in the city must lead to so many muddy knees. Maybe you like that, maybe that's your thrill along with the voyeurism. I guess so, getting dirty appears to be...
Paddling Temagami: Camping at the Portage Author's Note: Greetings fellow lover of erotic fiction. This is my Nude Day 2018 Contest entry. Please take time to enjoy all the entries. They're really pretty great. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. The places in this story are fictitious. I have played...
I have a nice getaway property in a small mountain chain somewhere in the heart of Dixie. The views are great, and I have about 70 acres of land; a large portion of which is bordered by over a half mile of creek. It is through this creek that I access the property; it is 4WD accessible only, unless one wishes to hike in the almost half mile right of way from...
In the last chapter I had a shocking encounter with plant life -- this time it's something partway between animal and human... * After my return home, I had to struggle hard to conceal what had happened to me. I took a long, hot shower, and for the first time in years I took it in the nude. There seemed to be no point, now, in covering myself up. I had bee...
(Authors note: I quite enjoyed working on this one. I do apologise for any editing errors, I'm a bit rubbish when it comes to that job. However I think I may come back these two in the future) There comes a time in a girl's life when she has to spread her wings and do all she can to escape her mother's influence. And I had every intention of doing so. I l...
This true story describes a moment in time (Spring Break 1984) and was written shortly after it occurred. The descriptions of the people in the story are accurate for the time however, their names may have been changed to protect the innocent. Understand that like all works "Based on a True Story", there may be some artistic license taken. ***************...