They hiked in along a stream bed. It was a sudden, warm spring and the stream was overflowing. The water poured over rocks, beneath fallen trees, down along the mountain's curves until it reached the beach and dispersed into the ocean. The redwoods stood as tall and erect beacons along the way, impervious to fire and time, definitive examples of the ideal co...
The summer was over and I was excited about the kids coming back to school. I teach in a one room school house that has students from their first year to graduation. Twenty kids are supposed to be in class this year, three more than last year. The year is 1881 and I live in a small town in the Midwest. Teaching wasn't what I wanted to do with my life and I...
"I'll see if there's anything in here we can use to stop the bleeding." "Alright, I'll go and try to clean myself up in that stream." I knelt by the water of the stream and began to wash the sweat and blood from my hands and face, looking around as I did. The inn was surrounded by moonlit forests and a road ran past it and disappeared into the trees in eit...
IN THE PALACE OF THE GODS (atop Mount Venusia) The Queen of the Gods had been treating her two lovers, the demi-goddesses Herena and Hastashia, to a hot golden shower over their lusciously formed bare tits when she had received her summons from her lord and master. 'Would you like a sample?' she offered Lermes, the winged messenger who was smaller than mos...
Provence in the South of France is famed for its beauty but no matter how beautiful the natural surroundings are, you can be guaranteed some campsites will be far less than perfect. I'm not fussy, so long as it has a proper sit down toilet and not one of those things with foot shapes on either side of a shit covered hole to squat over, I'm happy. We had book...
My name is Marie - Marie Evans. I have arrived at the age where I like to travel a bit and can afford it more than in my youth. A while ago I organized a group of women to take a cultural tour in Eastern Europe. They were of assorted ages and nationalities, and as the organizer of the program, I became the unofficial leader of the group. We did have tour con...
(This story is not quite at the level of reporting most are, though it is far removed from being imagined.) * Closing the door to the upstairs bathroom, my wife had already undressed and adjusted the water to her taste, grinning, since she knew it was far too hot for me. She stepped inside the shower while I undressed, not having actually planned to share...
This story contains sexual themes that aren't everyone's taste. If the title and tags of this story don't appeal to you then don't read ahead. For those who enjoy these stories, it starts off slower but ramps up and is worth the wait. Enjoy. ************ Looking out of the car window I watched the woods, slowly become the suburbs, which in turn finally gav...
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. ***************...
Emma & Mark -- On The Way Home from the Pub Background: Looe is a historical fishing village in Cornwall (UK) just a little further down the coast from the coastal city of Plymouth. All over Looe the pubs were closing for the night, disgorging their drunken patrons onto the narrow cobbled streets. Mark and Emma staggered out of the door of their own chose...