Maybe it was the sunset. Maybe it was the impending rain. She didn’t know what it was, but there was something different. Something electric. The dying light bled down through the trees across the face of a man that she thought she knew. There was something in that filtered light of early evening that made him even more desirable. A way that urged her to a...
The man who is about to be revealed here & that is inside of this written story is not the typical Latino male which all of us are familiar with. There is something different inside of this man that makes many to deeply miss him once he is already far gone... Every single time that he lets his guard down, allowing his strong male presence to expand it's nat...
Hi, this is Bud from Calders Draw. Momma made some of the best cooter soup with dumplin's I have ever had. The cooters were just the right size for soup. Cooter are sure hard to catch. And once you catch them you can't just let them run off into the crick again, or you have to catch them again. Before I was an expert at catchin' cooter I would try to tie the...
Geoff's balls hurt. For hours he had led Shagga through the forest, passing three different meadows and seven trickling streams, cresting hills steep and shallow alike, until his legs began to cramp and the soles of his feet ached. That wasn't what bothered him. For all their marching, the two had barely covered any meaningful distance. Why, the oversized...
The sun cut through the trees surrounding us as we worked our way deeper in to the woods, hoping to find not only a place of privacy, but also something in particular. The basket dangling from my hand held everything that we would need for the afternoon. Only one element remained to be located. The path we were on died out and we had to make our way through...
Amber’s backyard was a place of magic and imagination. Looking back now, I realize how much I grew up in that place, how much the shimmering emerald grass meant to me; so wide and untouched, bespeckled with golden drops of dandelion buds. There are certain things in life—ordinary things that most adults have long-forgotten—that are the foundations of daily...
Warning This is a futanari fantasy story. The futanari in this story consider themselves as female with a cock and pussy. The story also got females with only a pussy. If that is a subject you rather not read about I would advise you to look for another story to read. If you decide to stay I welcome you to my magical realm. As this is the second chapter I...
The time is late, probably around midnight or so. The summer night has been kind do you as you walk through the park with not a soul around. The full moon gives you just enough light to find your way. As instructed by your master, whom you've never met, you await my arrival by the largest tree in the park, a large oak with plenty of smaller trees around it....
"Fuck," Jeff wheezed, "I'm so out of shape." He trudged up the trail, giant Sequoias all around him, the air moist and thick with the aroma of pine needles. "Come on, you can do it. One foot in front of the other," Sara encouraged, her plump, round ass bouncing back and forth in her tight black athletic pants. "I swear, that ass is the only thing that ke...
Once upon a time, in a kingdom faraway lived a beautiful maiden called Arabella. She had long, flaxen hair and beautiful eyes the shade of the sky on a clear blue summer's day. She was a delight to behold with her slim, tightly corseted waist and full riding bosom that always seemed to spill over the top her restraining, but exquisitely guilded bodice. As...