My First Ride Of Spring
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She had slept in her saddle the night before, exhausted after leaving the earth of the battlegrounds soaked in blood. The king of Haedell had called for the Dragonbrides, begging the aid of their mounts against the unsurmountable hordes of rebels that had backed him into a corner, lead by his own former general. The man was as skilled in tactics and strategy as his former liege was lacking in them, and his advantage had been great. It had taken all day to lay waste to the rebel legions,...
In the days before the dark Godsbrought their legions and flames, the spring brought a special time at the Homely House, where I was steward. Every year, the Sultana came to meet our orphans. She ate and played with them, and at the end of the day one lucky child was taken into the royal household to be trained as a servant. This was no mean honor for the person selected, for not only were they granted access to those who hold power, they were given an education and training in the social...
In the days before the dark Godsbrought their legions and flames, the spring brought a special time at the Homely House, where I was steward. Every year, the Sultana came to meet our orphans. She ate and played with them, and at the end of the day one lucky child was taken into the royal household to be trained as a servant. This was no mean honor for the person selected, for not only were they granted access to those who hold power, they were given an education and training in the social...
SupernaturalGina Wears White: From Bridesmaid to Bride By Janis Elizabeth Chapter 1 I called home during the middle of my honeymoon to make sure that everyone was all right. My new husband understood this and sat and read while I made the call. Mom answered and we chatted for a few minutes. She then mentioned that my brother Gene, or rather my new little sister Gina, seemed like a different person since the wedding. She said that with Gina's presence openly acknowledged Gene had seemed...
The Joys of Spring By Rubberwolf Feb 2009?Storycodes: M/F nc rp bd exhibition snuff? ForewordMany of the forums that deal with fetishes, in particular bondage, will invariably have asked the question:?When did you first get into bondage??The answers will usually contain tails of self-bondage and experimentation as teenagers, in some cases, early teens. But behind these explanations, the conversation will usually ask what gets you hot, or what was your first experience of bondage? The answer,...
2 yrs after my wife was gangbanged by her ex and his 2 buddies, she was asked to be bridesmaid to a friend from highschool getting married in septwmber. The stagette, however was to be held in Vegas in July. all paid for by the father of the bride. One of the girls was a friend of my wife Kari from up north, they had partied before, got fucked at parties together, imprenated at the same party and both had 2+ yr old girls at the time of this wedding. so i knew I would hear every detail after...
2 yrs after my wife was gangbanged by her ex and his 2 buddies, she was asked to be bridesmaid to a friend from highschool getting married in septwmber. The stagette, however was to be held in Vegas in July. all paid for by the father of the bride. One of the girls was a friend of my wife Kari from up north, they had partied before, got fucked at parties together, imprenated at the same party and both had 2+ yr old girls at the time of this wedding. so i knew I would hear every detail after...
My wife; Jen and I recently bought a travel trailer and I must say I am really enjoying it. We decided to take it out to a local state park that has natural spring. Everything is amazing there tons of trails, wildlife and the spring is gorgeous the ground slopes down to stonework that surrounds the crystal clear body of water that feeds a river. We arrived late and of course setting up camp is somewhat of a daunting task especially for new campers. Backing the trailer into the spot was proving...
THE CABINDonna took her by the hand and guided her out of the cold wet snow into the warmth of the cabin. The young blonde woman, a little nervous and shaken from the crash that occurred just days ago, just left her the sole survivor out in the cold and emptiness of the wilderness.Donna, removed her parka took the young woman by the hand and brought her closer to the warmth of the fireDonna (softly)...”Here, come closer where the fire is warm. You’re freezing, poor dear; you must have had some...
LesbianIt’s the first day of spring. I wake early and sitting on our front porch I admire the beauty of the day. The sky is a glorious blue, and I can hear a gentle breeze sighing in the trees. Birds are chirping in their branches, singing their songs. The grass is covered with a thick carpet of fragrant flowers. I’m wearing only a thin, white, cotton summer gown with spaghetti straps, it barely covers my ass cheeks. I sit back with my legs propped up and drift away in the growing warmth of the...
The clearing was bright and very green, and the gentlest of breezes made the grass and flowers dance where they grew. Three figures approached the spring and were sweating profusely from a whole day's walking under the sun's merciless rays.The lawyer was the first to reach their goal, and with a heaving sigh he slumped down before the pool of water and dropped his heavy rucksack. He let himself fall into the grass, stretching out his long arms and legs and took a long, relieved breath. The...
Fantasy & Sci-Fi1 Spring - Sprit Man She leaned over and looked at her reflection in the clear cold water. Her hair was in twin long black braids and shined of the bear grease she had used in it. They were held in place by the leather band that was around her head. She dipped the skins into the still cold stream. The water still had the icy feel of the melting snows from the mountains. The air in the early morning had the bite of the passing winter, yet it also carried the sweet smell of the coming...
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There is no underage sex in my story. Ahmad was a thirty-three years old single Egyptian man, living alone in Old Cairo. He was a secular, believing in Deism and Western civilization values. And he disliked Theocratic Abrahamic Terrorist nations like Saudi Entity KSA and Zionist Entity, Afghanistan, Somalia, Pakistan, Erdogan’s and Justice and Development Party’s Turkey and Sudan. But he was facing another Theocratic catastrophe that was int the year Two Thousand and Eleven, Obama’s Arab...
A crisp breeze heavy with the scent of pine rolled in from the jagged peaks to their front. They looked to each other, then back to the gorgeous peaks to their front. In his backpack he had a little food to eat along with a bottle of fine champagne and a large thick blanket. The morning air was warm and alive as they set out up the trail to their front. They set out at a brisk pace towards a secluded place he had heard of some two hours hike ahead of them. She thought they went up for a...
Spring, a time a rebirth, fresh beginnings, a time of lust. Well, everyone is a bit aroused during spring, doesn’t it seem so? A certain beach house suggested this lustful time to be true. It was a two story house in a sort of L-shape, with a pool and Jacuzzi in the backyard, and a path leading down a cliff to the beach. A young couple were staying there for spring break, to enjoy the pleasant company of the beach, being from St. Louis and all. Sean and Liz had been partying at Mardi Gras...
I suppose I'd better tell you about myself. My name is Terry. This story is about a time in my life when I gave it all up to live off the land in a little known river valley in northern Arizona. During the early 70's , I went on a camping trip for the first time at the Verde hot springs. This place was fantastic. During the prohibition, someone built a hotel and bathhouse at the Hot Springs by Childs power plant. The hotel burned down a long time ago, but the bathhouses and walkways are...
My latest trip to my favorite hot springs had a different, somewhat less exhibitionistic tone than my last two visits. Rather than doing my nude adventure weekend at the campground, where I was the only one naked and really pushing the limits a little too far, I drove closer to the springs and hiked in on the road, camping i*****lly right below the springs.I stayed dressed for the drive this time. That was a good idea, because I ended up having to stop a few times, and getting dressed would...
"So what brings you to this part of the country Clay?" Sam Bettors asked the young man sharing his campfire as he scratched his big belly. Sam was about 5' 5 and nearly that big around. His fiery red hair and beard were streaked with gray. The man's close set blue eyes were intelligent and experienced. He must be fifty or so, young Clayton Boudreau thought. He and Sam had only met earlier today. Clay had been holed up behind a big boulder with a rock butte at his back and surrounded by...
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Gay MaleBeing a married male bisexual generally means if you want to have some play time, there is a lot of logistics involved. I’m married for more than thirty years but have found in the past five years or so that male to male sex is much more passionate, direct and satisfying than sex with my wife (although we continue to have sex on a regular basis). I particularly like to suck cocks and have my partner at the time cum while I’m sucking him. The best experience for me is the 69 position where we’re...
BisexualIt was a bright spring day, the sun was shinning and it was going to be warm without being hot. We had gotten up early that Saturday and I had made you breakfast in bed after we had made love. Spring was in the air, we were in love and all was right with the world. We had planned to go to the mall that day, in particular, to Victoria Secret to look for a sexy bikini for you. And I figured that while you were looking for a suit, I'd see what other kinds of sexy things they had and buy a few of...
We have driven the last hundred miles in total silence. The long journey has taken its toll, leaving both of us tired and angry. The strain of the argument we had over an hour ago lingers. Neither one of us has the desire to patch things up. We both want the drive to be over. It is late, very dark, and very cold. The thermometer on the dash reads -36'F, not an unusual temperature along the Alaska Highway in January."How much longer are we going to drive? We need to find a place to stay.""Yes,...
OutdoorDespite being a bit shy I found out I hanging out naked at hot springs could be a lot of fun and soon found not being naked was what would make one stand out. Besides the feeling of freedom from being in the sun with nothing on is great. And it doesn't hurt to be able to check out the other naked people.Keogh Hot Springs (the free area, not the silly resort) has a creek of hot water that flows through several pools as it descends a small slope. It makes a nice stop driving up 395 and the hot...
“Is there anything else you’d like to see?” the Regent asked, lifting a steaming beverage from a tray that one of her guards was holding as she lounged in the courtyard. It was morning but, Dennis wouldn’t have known that without a clock on hand. Besides for the almost imperceptible, yellow glow of the secondary star, the electric lamps that circled the building were the only illumination. “Not that I can think of. I’ve already had Xhe take me to the places that came to mind. The city, a...
Maggie parks her car at the trailhead. She loves trail running and today has decided to run the 5 miles into Sunset Hot Springs. She's been there once a while ago when she was a freshman in college. Went with some girlfriends. They hiked in and spent the night. All of them got naked and had a soak. There would be some good lesbian fantasy material from that trip if she really wanted to get into it, but she'd rather think about Will. The hot springs are situated on the edge of a beautiful valley...
Martina McBride and her husband John McBride were seated beside LeAnn Rimes and her husband Dean Sheremet at the CMA Awards. The two country music singers were sitting together, their husbands on the outside of them. Both were to perform on the show and both were up for awards. It was the first time they had really got a chance to talk to each other, although country artists have a lot in common, their schedules don't allow them time to socialize much within the business. So they were...
Michelle walks to her desk and lays down a napkin. She sets her coffee on top of it and sits down, she crosses her legs and reclines slightly. She clicks a few times and starts typing away as her eyes focus on the company software. She looks at the clock on her computer, 8:47 a.m. Michelle lets out a little sigh and looks at her schedule. She grabs a post-it note and a pen and writes down her plan for the workday. Right below, she leaves herself a note: Happy first day of spring. As she starts...
MasturbationIf you're interested in editing, I have another 45000 words so far, and could use some pre-post feedback. Each chapter is labelled with the themes in that chapter. There are a lot of other themes to this tale as the chapters progress, including: anal, BDSM, blowjob, BDSM, bondage and restriction, cheating, discipline, domination/submission, first time, group, humiliation, incest, lesbian, oral sex, pregnant, romance, teen, threesome, toys, voyeurism, virginity, wife,...
The Spring, When the weather is as happy every spring, I find it a pleasure to walk through the city. The first warm sunshine make sure that the people nice light, summer clothing collection. Of course I pay attention in particular to all the female beauty what so walking around. I like to dress to look thin, and especially the translucent kind. It seems in recent years that the clothing is always a bit thinner. The entry of the string is perfectly natural: the thin, light summer material...
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Such a lovely morning, would be a shame to waste it in doors. Putting on your jogging outfit, you head out for a nice morning run in the woods. The air is cool, but the sun is warm, you're looking forward to a nice quite few hours. Just you and the wild.The winding dirt path quickly leads you away from civilization. You always love to run here. It's a long path, away from everyone, with a quite little natural spring when you can take a break. You can already imagine dipping your toes in the...
The Spring, When the weather is as happy every spring, I find it a pleasure to walk through the city. The first warm sunshine make sure that the people nice light, summer clothing collection. Of course I pay attention in particular to all the female beauty what so walking around. I like to dress to look thin, and especially the translucent kind. It seems in recent years that the clothing is always a bit thinner. The entry of the string is perfectly natural: the thin, light summer material often...
I really like this job! When I first started a few weeks ago it was only a stop-gap money earner until I could find something better. Two days of training and I was named the day manager. I open every morning at 10 a.m. and work alone until the other associate comes in at noon. I go home at 6 p.m. and he closes at 8. The selling of ladies shoes in a mall (no men's or children's) is a very strange experience. About 85 percent of the business is between 1 and 6 p.m. Often I don't ring up a...
For at least an hour the path, still passing through the wood, had been leading along a high stone wall, a few thicket-filled yards to my right. I knew that behind this wall had to be the castle gardens, and somewhere the castle itself, but neither sight nor sound gave anything away about their existence. Not even treetops could be seen behind the wall, and no birds could be heard from the other side. The road led gently upwards. To my left, the ground was equally gently sloping down, but the...
I had no idea what my boyfriend had planned but I was excited as I sat in the car with my blindfold on and wearing the button up dress he had bought me as a birthday present. It was the first sunny day of the year and a sweet 72 degrees Fahrenheit so I was plenty comfortable not wearing anything but the dress and my bra and panties underneath. We arrived at our destination and I could tell we were outside as he sat me down onto a blanket that was on the grass. He started to kiss my neck and...
There was a straight chair next to the sofa bed. Billy crept toward it, afraid the ancient floorboards would squeak, and stood very quietly when he got to the chair. A bra and a pair of panties were draped over the back of the chair. He reached out and fingered the bra briefly, then lifted it and held it to his nose. It smelled like detergent. He picked up the panties. They were lacy panties, but the crotch and back were silky smooth. He sniffed them. More detergent. It wasn't a woman scent --...
In my late 20s I learned about clothing optional hot springs. At first I was really nervous about being naked but after a few times it just felt like how things should be. Of course being naked led to some adventures and I'd like to recall a few of those.Deep Creek Hot SpringsDeep Creek was the first hot spring I visited. There is a hike involved which helps keep it from being too crowded. The setting is by a creek so even on warm days it can be fun.--It was fall and I made it down to the hot...
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Well it was one fucking long winter. It was one of the worst and coldest on record. I was sick through most of it and because of that I missed my regular winter runaway to some place warm. It was finally really getting warm out the snow was all gone the grass was green the trees were all fully leaved and it was a great day to go for a run on the Hawg. I had worked on it through the winter and it was going to be my maiden run with its new paint and style. I had spent a small fortune on raking...
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My heartfelt thanks To Annabelle Brito for reviewing and helping me to edit the story. Without her suggestions, the story would not be nearly as readable. Her help was invaluable. I welcome all comments, both positive and negative and encourage anyone who reads the story to provide feedback. If you don't like it or any part of it, please tell me why. I hope you all enjoy the story. I Was a Boy Bridesmaid I never knew my Mom. She left my dad and me when I was 3 and I...
Next morning Tony awoke to a sort of orderly confusion. Debbie had left his bed sometime earlier, he showered and dressed and went down to the kitchen for Breakfast, but Debbie looking quite bleary eyed after her late night with him sent him back to his room to change into civvies. She followed him, to help him select suitable clothes, which was a bad move because it took quite a long time to complete the task. She was amazed at his stamina and he at her enthusiasm, and it was with great...
I had been dating Don for about six months when he invited me to accompany his sons and him on a ski vacation to Steam Boat Springs, Colorado. I had not skied since college but the opportunity to get to know Don's boys better was too appealing to pass up. Don is thirty seven years old and an executive with an engineering firm in Denver. He is affluent, intelligent, educated, attractive and charming. Most women would agree, he is a 'catch'. Although he divorced the boys' mother many years ago,...
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Note: ——I am NOT the author!so plz Don't ask me about part two,am simply sharing THE BRIDESMAIDS by lesley_taraIntroduction: The idea for this story came to me whilst watching on television the British royal wedding in April 2011, and seeing Pippa Middleton’s sexy ass so gloriously showcased in her stunning bridesmaid’s dress. If you have read my true story ‘What Turns Me On’, you will know what a trim and jutting female butt does for me! As always, the story is entirely fiction, and any...
"You'll be sitting at the bridesmaid's table today, dear." "Why won't I be sitting with you?" "How dare you question me like this. I want you at the bridesmaid's table and don't ever question my authority again. I'll sit you wherever I damn well please. I want to sit with some real men. Not some fucking little pantywaist like you. I don't know why I'm explaining this to you. You have much more in common with the bridesmaids then you have with any of the men sitting at 'our' table....
I count our blessings at Crete, with my bred babes all four due to deliver some time in early SpringI count our blessings of making lots of money in Autumn, servicing at the I count our built-up income and ask our mighty Mama to propose a proper place for all us, for all SpringI count our built-up experiences gathered: well integrated into the local Crete community, Mom thanks!I go with Grandma on an inspection tour of several nearby premises, finding a villa with a view at the seaI go with...
Rumspringa A Short Story By Maryanne Peters Ours had always been a very religious household. I guess Mom was really the key to that. Dad always said the strength of faith always comes from the women. But he was the elder in our church, and he seemed fully committed. Me, not so much. I just never felt right. It seemed to me that faith in God and following a Christian path is supposed to settle all your internal problems, but it never seemed to do it for me. It was not...
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Chapter 1 My name is John and I have worked in my fathers brick yard ever since I was old enough to lift a brick. Our brick yard is in a county where about half the population is Amish, Mennonite, or an offspring of such lifestyles. I've lived here my whole live. I'm now twenty-four and a foreman in our yard. I played sports in high school and later went to a technical school to get an Associate Degree in business. My Dad said it would help me in the brick business. I learned a lot...
It started with a pink toilet cover. I thought it was a bit peculiar that Mother would have purchased a pink toilet cover for my bathroom, but I didn't say anything about it. I didn't complain or ask her specifically why a pink toilet cover would seem appropriate for a boy's bathroom. The next week, a pink waste basket and hand towels showed up in my bathroom as well. Once again, I didn't say anything. It's not like pink is my least favorite color or anything. Actually, it brightened up...