Gone Fishing
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A while ago, my son asked if he could go fishing with his friend Laurie and her mother. I had met Laurie before, a very cute blonde haired girl the same age as my son. I thought it was odd going fishing with her and her mom and I asked him about that. He told me that Laurie’s mom was a real outdoorsy type. She loved camping, hiking and fishing. The day after his fishing trip, he told me more about their fishing adventure and about Stephanie and how “cool” he thought she was. He went on and on...
Straight SexHave you ever had one of those days where the stars must've been lined up just right and all was good in the world. The kind of day where the sun was shining just right and you were just happy to be alive to witness it. Yeah, me neither, but today was close. It was just three days after my fiftieth birthday and I'd managed to get out of the house and down to the fishing hole before the wife could start bitching. It was mostly because she'd still been asleep when I snuck out. She was going to be...
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It was early that Saturday morning when Patrick McAlester woke up anxiously. The whole family was excited that Jake, Patrick's older brother was coming home for the weekend. Jake was away at college and Patrick missed his brother terribly. The boys' being only three years apart, were more like best friends. It was only them and they had a little sister, Karen, who was a mere 10 years old. It had been a tough year for Patrick since he just started out junior college and really had no one to...
It was early that Saturday morning when Patrick McAlester woke up anxiously. The whole family was excited that Jake, Patrick's older brother was coming home for the weekend. Jake was away at college and Patrick missed his brother terribly. The boys' being only three years apart, were more like best friends. It was only them and they had a little sister, Karen, who was a mere 10 years old. It had been a tough year for Patrick since he just started out junior college and really had no one to turn...
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The lure floated through the air thirty feet before landing with a plop in the water beside the cattails. It created little ripples that disturbed the calm surface of the water. The still air carried the sound a great distance. Ray grinned upon seeing it land exactly where he had wanted to place it. He turned the crank to retrieve the lure while making jerking motions with the rod. He knew if there was a fish there that it wouldn't be able to resist it. It was approaching the magic hour when...
"Hey Lils! I'm about to head out on the boat and do some fishing. Want to come?" "Sure! Let me throw my bikini on and grab a pole! I'll be out front when you get here!"I absolutely love fishing, so when my cousin Zack called me, I was not turning him down! It didn't hurt that he was really nice to look at, too. A day of fishing on the boat, with a blonde, tan, shirtless, hottie. I'm not complaining! Zack and I were never really close growing up, but since I moved back home, we have started to...
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We were almost there. I was looking forward to staying in the ice fishing hut... fishing... drinking beer, and just kicking back for the weekend. It was just Jason and myself... we tried talking our wives (Jenn and Karen) into coming with us, but they decided to go to a spa for the weekend instead... go figure. I was glad Jason and I were still able to get along as friends, with no underlying issues, reguardless of what we have done with our wives, eachother, and eachothers wives over the past...
BisexualThe Art of Good Fishing, © Spitman October 2000 It was a fine sunny afternoon in May, and the beach was pretty crowded fora day so early in the season, but it was rather warm for the time of year,with very little wind and a cloudless sky. Donna lay on her beach towel with her bikini top unfastened, enjoying thefeel of the sun on her back. Others more adventurous, dispensed with theirskimpy bikini tops, offering an impressive display of breasts proudly bared,to the warm rays of the sun, not to...
I'm a 48 year old male, who loves to fish. Less than a quarter mile down the road from my home is a stocked river which is generally packed with like minded folks on the weekends. The road on which I live crosses the river via a thirty foot long two lane country bridge. There are low leaning trees on either side which along with the bridge itself cast a cool quite shade on the cement footings twenty feet below the roadway. This is my usual afternoon get away during the week, as I have it all to...
Oral SexA while ago, my son asked if he could go fishing with his friend Laurie and her mother. I had met Laurie before, a very cute blonde haired girl the same age as my son. I thought it was odd going fishing with her and her mom and I asked him about that. He told me that Laurie’s mom was a real outdoorsy type. She loved camping, hiking and fishing. The day after his fishing trip, he told me more about their fishing adventure and about Stephanie and how “cool” he thought she was. He went on and on...
Gone fishing and getting treated as a sissy It started on a weeklong fishing trip when I was 19 years old with 6 of my friends. After we got to the lake and set up camp it was time to grab the beer coolers and the fishing poles for a couple of hours of intince worm drowning. When it started to get dark it was time to quit and head back to camp for food when we got there it was time to figure out who was going to be the camp BITCH! (all the cooking and cleaning) and since Jim's...
I was born into a family that loved fishing. To be more specific, my older brother Drake and father Alvin were crazy about fishing. They tried everything in their power to get me hooked on this terrible hobby, but I simply hated it. Fortunately, my mother Rose was my protector in this regard, and although small of stature she was not to be messed with.Much to Alvin’s regret, I was a real ‘indoors’ kind of guy, something he and Drake found very hard to understand. I also think my smaller...
Gay MaleI left home early after filling my mom in on my plans - Fishing with James and a couple of his friends, coming home and spending the night at his place, so as not to wake her up coming in. James, being the good kid she met at church, who was further approved by my aunt who knew him, had no problem letting me go out and spend the night. We were out on the river bright and early with lunch, beer, and fishing gear loaded into the flat bottom boats. It was a hot summer day and the river was...
I put my fishing poles into my truck and walked back into the house to kiss my wife goodbye for the weekend. It was a friday afternoon and the k**s were at the neighbors house. As I walked up the stairs, my wife stood at the top. She stared at me as I reached the top, then she winked. I simply said, "I know what this means" and smiled. She reached for my hand and pulled me into the bedroom. She quickly locked the door behind us. She held me close and grabbed at my crotch. She whispered into my...
GONE FISHING BY JANICE My name is Bert, I am fifteen years old and live with my mother who is pretty self-involved and usually has no time for me, so when our neighbor, Mr. Martin wants to take me fishing every so often, she is glad to get rid of me. I look forward to these weekends because I have more fun than I ever would if I really went fishing. This will be explained as the story goes on. Mr. Martin picked me up at nine am. It took us a little over an hour to get to where...
It was the middle of summer after a long week of working we decided to spend the afternoon at her sisters house fishing, she had a pond not too far from her house. we were joined by her sister, her husband and their two sons, we spent the whole afternoon and into the night fishing catching mostly frogs which the boys enjoyed playing with. It was starting to get late and the boys needed to be in bed so they left leaving me and my wife who were still trying to fish but not catching anything.After...
It is a snowy February Saturday and the four of us are sitting in our TV room getting ready to watch a movie after a great relaxing dinner. We searched the pay per view and found Bait Shop, a comedy with one of those Blue Comedy guys Bill something. All of us loved to fish and we spent many days together out on our boat. Shortly after the movie started Karen stood up and walked over to my wife and whispered in her ear then they both smiled. My wife said, well it is now time to tell the...
Fishing ! Mom and Dad were gone for the weekend. My brother Dave was home for the weekend of rest from playing baseball on the collage team. He's built like a model six foot , nice body. If I wasn’t his sister I would **** him. I decided to go out by the pool and get some sun. I put on my sexy bathing suit, and a towel and laid by the pool, reading this love story. Some girls get it all, rich boy friends and all. I don’t believe half of this stuff.Just then she heard the door open, her brother...
Its barely light and you pull up to my apartment I yell bye to my sister, and I run out to your truck and climb in. You look at me and my clothes - say nothing and off we go to the dock. We grab a few things and walk to the boat, you then tell me to get the rest of the shit loaded as you head for the office. Theres a dozen different rods , and what seems like 20 pounds of stinky bait, tackle, followed by bags of ice, sandwiches & your beer. For me, I brought salad , fruit and water. ...
Just then she heard the door open, her brother comes out with his fishing gear and wearing the smallest shorts she had seen him wear “Where are you going?” She asked him. “I thought I would take the boat out and do a little fishing, why do you want to go along?” ‘I don’t know, the way you are dressed, I thought maybe you were going after something else besides fish,” then she laughs. He looks at his sister and grins, “well you never know what you’ll find when you’re out...
It was just another warm July day, so I figured I would go fishing. Little did I know that July day would be the beginning of a wonderful and crazy relationship… So like I said it was a warm and beautiful day to go fishing so I grabbed my gear and pole and jumped into my jeep. I then drove down to the river stopping only to get bait and vodka. Because what’s fishing without booze… As I neared the spot where I park I noticed there were already a few cars around and another just pulling in...
This event we' ll call it happened last year. We decided we needed to get away from the cold and snow so what better place then Key West Florida. We finally get to our room and it's about 9:00 at night.we were tired and raining out but still nice out, so we stayed in and went to bed.morning comes and it's still raining but is supposed to clear up by noon or so. I was to go fishing on a pretty big sport fishermen boat . 42 ft ,my wife was to shop but of course the rain. I called the captain and...
Jerry asked Roland if he wanted to go fishing with the boys. He said, “Seymour has a nice boat docked on the Jersey shore and every so often they take it out to fish for Blue Fish. Roland told him he didn’t like boats, because he gets sea sick. I told him “If you don’t mind I’d love to go out on the boat, it sounds like a lot of fun and I can work on my tan.” Jerry looked at Roland and asked “Is it Ok with you if your wife is alone miles off shore with a bunch of old men? He said “I’m sure...
The dragonflies slipped above the surface of the pond as we lay next to the water. I cast my eye to the strand that led from the rod to the water wondering if I would get a bite. As it was I bit into the delicious fried chicken and sipped at the parsnip wine and cradled your head into my lap. Looking up at me you smiled and reached up and wrapped your arms about my neck and levered up to kiss me on my lips. You looked into my eyes and with your eyes sparkling you spoke. ‘I am wearing the red...
It was Thursday night as I was playing Skyrim that I heard the noise. I lowered the volume and listened to the creaking of the bed overhead. Dad was fucking Mom. The creaking sped up and suddenly stopped. That was fast.I heard footsteps overhead, going into their bathroom, followed by a flush and running water. The steps then went towards the kitchen and stopped. Not heavy steps so I assumed it was Mom. No further noise.I played for another two hours before heading to bed. I thought about...
IncestIt was Thursday night as I was playing Skyrim that I heard the noise. I lowered the volume and listened to the creaking of the bed overhead. Dad was fucking Mom. The creaking sped up and suddenly stopped. That was fast.I heard footsteps overhead, going into their bathroom, followed by a flush and running water. The steps then went towards the kitchen and stopped. Not heavy steps so I assumed it was Mom. No further noise.I played for another two hours before heading to bed. I thought about...
IncestI was supposed to meet a buddy of mine to go fishing on Saturday morning. I arrived at his at 6:00 am as planned. Upon arrival I noticed that his truck was not there. I knocked on the door, his wife Mary let me in. I asked where Jim was and she said he had gotten an emergency call from work but should be back by 10:00 if all went well. She offered me a cup of coffee and said I could wait for him if I liked. Since my wife was going to shopping I decided I might as well wait.Mary said she was...
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The boat planed as Dan opened the throttle up. It was a beautiful day for fishing -- sunny and clear. The mild temperature made the breeze that now rushed past the three people in the boat a little cool. Charlotte's braless nipples stood up promptly with the chill. It made her a little self-conscious in front of Jeremy, the friend they'd invited along. But she'd had a mild crush on the younger man from the time she had met him. The 'thirty something' bachelor didn't attract her as much as...
I’m a 48 year old male, who loves to fish. Less than a quarter mile down the road from my home is a stocked river which is generally packed with like minded folks on the weekends. The road on which I live crosses the river via a thirty foot long two lane country bridge. There are low leaning trees on either side which along with the bridge itself cast a cool quite shade on the cement footings twenty feet below the roadway. This is my usual afternoon get away during the week, as I have it all to...
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