National Parks In East Coast Stories

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A Trip to Tasmania

by trecarr on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

My wife and I recently became semi retired; we both recently turned 50 and have been together for 25 years. We have three children who all live away from our home in various parts of the world. Recently we purchased a small caravan with the view of taking a few trips around the country. Our first trip was to be Tasmania. My wife Helen and I are quite fit; w...

First Time Naked Bike Riders!

by LuckyDave1066 on Jul 16, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

After slogging our way through a snow-filled winter and an unusually rainy spring, my wife Robin and I had endured our fill and more of bad weather. By June we decided we were overdue for a vacation. We were looking for some sunny beach time, with pretty scenery, not too crowded and preferably without spending a fortune. Thinking back to a trip I had taken t...

Pussy, Peckers, and Pizza Ch. 19

by LIVINRFANTASIES on Sep 15, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

PIZZA IN THE PARK First, important things that don't seem important: We lived on the NW side of Florida, between Gainesville and the Gulf Coast, for twenty three years. Some say it was an act of God. Spring of 1994 was a very wet and rainy season, as I drove the motor home towing our little Ford Escort from central Illinois toward central Florida. A water...

Cowboys and Aliens Ch. 22

by kkindle on Feb 24, 2020
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Atlantis 2.0 After Mark had went to sleep, Cricket had been monitoring the Atlantis area and when there were no ships in the area, she had activated the holographic construction dome that surrounded the island and included 150 nautical miles around it. The drones were hovering 25 metres above the water at the 200 nautical mile perimeter, so they could comm...

No Future Ch. 51

by bradley_stoke on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

LIThe Streets of LondonMolly & Mark2073 At long last the good times had returned. The economy was booming and there were more jobs, more money and more international confidence. And if it wasn't an economic boom for the whole Kingdom of England, it was undoubtedly a boom for those employed in the Docklands and the City of London. Although England's financ...

Loveland Pt. 01

by Pimanko on Aug 26, 2019
Erotic Couplings

Author's Note: There is no sex in Part 1. Its purpose is to provide the context of the story and describe the personalities of the two main protagonists. Because his five-part story is probably best read in one go, I will post remaining parts roughly once every three days. ***** Prologue I remember which Interstates we travelled. We started in Seattle an...

A Face from My Past

by PostScriptor on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

I have to confess that I was surprised when I heard the doorbell ring about mid-morning Sunday. Who would come to visit me that early and especially on a Sunday? I thought that maybe, just maybe, it was my brother and his wife on their way back from church. We lived pretty close to each other, so if he needed to borrow a tool or something he might stop by....

Ron's Journal 05A

by Hypoxia on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Author's note: My uncle Ron died recently. While sifting through his files, I found journal folders marked MY STORY, writings about his life. I have edited these accounts and will post them when I can. These stories include bisexuality, incest, interracial and mature and group sex, etc. All sexual activity depicted here involves persons at least 18 years old...

Time and Time Again, Going North

by AzPilot on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

An older couple go on a protracted road trip in northern Arizona, stopping here and there to see the sights and enjoy each other. Just slow, quiet sex and gentle love. It's best if you read the first two stories- Time and Time Again and Time and Time Again, Road Trip. This is pretty much how us "old folks" get along. * In spring, after it warmed up a bit,...

Timeshadow 01

by Adrian Leverkuhn on Sep 13, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

I Thursday Sergeant Jim Sutter sat on his idling Harley Davidson, reading his notes on the route the motorcade would take back to the city, and once again he unconsciously wiped away sweat that kept running from inside his helmet down his face. He looked at the bike's instrument cluster, checked the engine's temperature once again, then looked the ambient...