As I sit riding on the train, I feel my stomach twitching knowing what I have agreed to, knowing where I am going and what I am going to do. Part of me wants to get off early worried what is going to happen to me but I know that I will carry on and face whatever lies ahead. As the train draws close to the station I go into the toilet to get myself ready, re...
Sunday, June 3, 2012 6:35 PM 1 mile south of Mogollon Rim Rd. Arizona The warm sun hung low in the late afternoon sky. And the forest was becoming less dense with each passing mile, a sign that they were on the fringes of the woods. Amber estimated it was about an hour until sunset and it soon would be a dark moonless night. It was apparent to Amber tha...
This story, is in no way intended to offend any American Indian Culture. The characters, and the story, are strictly fiction. All rights are reserved. My hopes are that you enjoy reading this, as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please vote. I'm Jonathon, twenty years old, six feet tall, a hundred, and eighty pounds, and my hair, and beard are prematurely grey...
For as long as I can remember, I have been fascinated and turned on by the sight -- and even the sound -- of a woman peeing. As an adult I have had several relationships with women who let me watch them pee, but none so thrilling as my present partner. I'd like to try to describe our pee play, hoping I can give my readers a taste of what I myself feel -- a...
I take you out for a long walk in the woods. I instruct you to wear comfortable hiking pants, even though I want you to wear skintight jeans so I can watch your ass as you walk in front of me. Plus, I want to make sure we can get your pants down in a hurry. Same with your top... loose, flowing, no bra... I tell you before we head out that as much as I like...
I've done my share of nude hiking ... it's a great turn-on. And a great way to experience the outdoors. The first time I did it I was years ago with my friend Betty on a weekday in Minnewaska State Park. We were on a ridge trail, and had just had a snack with my friend Ramona. Ramona was a friend who had a house nearby, with her own skinny dipping pond, whic...
Author's Note: This is a submission for the 2012 Earth Day contest. Please take a moment to vote and--if you are of a mind to--submit comments. * Nav came out of the tent muttering under his breath. I could hear the curse words he was uttering quietly as he stamped his feet into his hiking boots. "I'm walking over the bath house. Another fucking walk to t...
You met this guy on Tinder, and the day before you had met and had a meal together. Nothing fancy, just a pizza, but you had fun. He seemed to be nice, so you said yes when he asked you if you wanted to meet his dad living out in the wild somewhere. To be honest you had preferred a nice little fuck as a second date, but this could be nice too. You are sitt...
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His face pushed forward between the tall tree trunks with the thick green canopy above. The tread on his boots twisted the fresh dirt and pine needles as his toes pushed off. The morning air, expelled from the trees, was so crisp and rich that it was palpable in his nose and lungs. The rich oxygen fueled his large thigh muscles to a fast pace. A sliver of sl...