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As the traffic in which her rental car was mired inched forward and stopped once again, Sally sighed in frustration, tapping her nails impatiently upon the rim of the steering wheel. She looked at the stalled lanes of traffic on either side of her, which would creep ahead or slowly fall behind as the glacier of cars crawled forward along the six northbound lanes of the west Beltway. So far, America seemed like one big traffic jam since she had picked up her rental car at the Washington airport....
LesbianThe only thing my daddy ever gave me was a bullet, and even that was secondhand and rightly meant for someone else. Silas Long pressed it into my nine-year old palm the day he killed Daddy. Plucked it out of my father’s unfired .357 and curled my hand over the metal like he was giving me a shiny, new quarter. His breath smelled like single-pot whiskey when he leaned in close and said to me, ‘Book,’ people was already calling me that, ‘you ain’t old enough or learnt yet in the ways of the...
As the traffic in which her rental car was mired inched forward and stopped once again, Sally sighed in frustration, tapping her nails impatiently upon the rim of the steering wheel. She looked at the stalled lanes of traffic on either side of her, which would creep ahead or slowly fall behind as the glacier of cars crawled forward along the six northbound lanes of the west Beltway. So far, America seemed like one big traffic jam since she had picked up her rental car at the Washington airport....
Hi! My name is Emma! Before telling you what happened two weeks ago, let me tell you about myself. I am a bubbly high school student with blonde hair and big blue eyes. My body type is fit and sexy. Fit, as in I am healthy enough to be the captain of our cheerleading team. Sexy, as in all guys and girls in my school are chasing me, hoping to date, kiss, and fuck me. Some got lucky, some don't. Now that you have an idea about me, I will explain what happened two weeks ago, inside our...
I am a real flight attendant for a major US airline but what you wouldn't know from your flight with me is that I am also an addicted exhibitionist.My husband knows this and has, for the most part, supported me in acting out my exhibitionist fantasy on my airline layovers. I told him early on in our relationship that I had an exhibitionist compulsion that, instead of looking for a cure, I had learned to embrace. In other words, I wasn't willing to give it up in a marriage. He claimed he...
ExhibitionismMarshal Webb Hickson didn’t set a date for Jeremiah to be in Ellsworth, but the young deputy felt it was his responsibility to report there within ten days, since it showed to be just over three hundred miles by his map. That was well within what Webb Hickson had schooled him, back when he first got his black horse from the Sioux. “Jeremiah, that hammer-headed black horse of yours will always be a damned outlaw and you better watch him close. He’s different from any horse I’ve ever seen....
Part One.Hank and Titch were best buddies. From the age of five, they were inseparable. They first met when Titch’s father was employed by Hank’s dad as the foreman on his farm. Hank’s parents were wealthy farm owners and had a very successful business. The two buddies spent their entire school careers together and at the age of twenty, had completed a further three years at an agricultural college, living in an apartment that Hank’s father rented.They had been born a mere ten days apart, Titch...
BisexualWhen my husband was deployed I sent him some photos for his eyes only. He has been home about 3 months now. About 2 weeks after he was back we had a few of his buddies over at the house for dinner and drinks. After dinner we were all sitting around, mostly them talking war stories. I went into our bathroom. My husband followed me and while I was using the bathroom he told me that all three of the guys that were in the living room saw all the photos I sent him, and they liked them. At first I...
The white van bumped and shifted around the twists and turns of the dirt road through the forest. The young man at the wheel knew it was just a short half mile off the main road, but having to drive more slowly always made it seem longer. And despite how many times he made the trip, the break in the trees and the subsequent blinding sunlight always caught him off guard. He squinted and raised his hand to block the light, and had to swerve to very nearly miss the pair of albino peacocks that...
HumorThe next few days went by as normal but I could not forget about my John, my new farm boy adventure. Every time I had some lone time I would think about him and rush to some private place to masturbate. I hadn’t seen him all week because I was still in one high school and he was in another. We even went to different churches so I didn’t run across him until one day after school. I had taken a different bus from school so I could be with a couple of my friends. Then I would hang out with them...
GayBar Buddies Steve was one lucky man, balls deep in his new girlfriend. She moaned and clawed his back in sexual ecstasy. The two couldn't get enough of each other. Ever since that fateful night when his roommate Paul became a sexy blond goddess now named Paula. The two of them had stayed home drinking like any ordinary night. After a few games of drunken chess, the two headed to bed but something stopped them. A magic beyond comprehension brought them together. Paul started furiously...
Coming to story i used to live near truck stop,It was night time and i was playing football at home and i accidently kicked the ball too high. The ball went outside the boundary and i kind of went outside to pick it. It was dark and i couldnt find it, there were alot of trucks. Truck drivers usually spent the night near the truck stop, i was searching and i found my ball in hands of a driver. He was alone and he saw me. He came to me and said "is this yours" and i was standing still, i...
Buddies By Teri Franken Chapter 1 Jackie and I were (and still are) best friends', starting back in kindergarten our friendship flourished and has continued up to present as juniors in high school. We live in a small town outside of Madison Wisconsin and we are pretty typical teenagers. Neither one of us was very successful with girls, we are not your typical jocks or even nerds. We dwell as "in betweeners", not hanging with either of the crowds, mainly keeping to ourselves. We...
Me, I'm a junior in Belmont High and my two best buddies are seniors. They have been best friends for years but I only met them last summer. Whenever we can we go hiking, wilderness biking and swimming in a hole off one of the trails. My buddies have never been shy and they are always pissing and jerking off in front of each other and me. They are straight and I've seen them fuck girls a lot but they don't mind being horny and getting naked when the three of us are alone. I'm the shy one but...
-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Paradise Trail -=-=-=-=-=-=-= By Maria 2 (a.k.a. Maria) To my valued readers - - There is quite a bit more to my diary. Here is what you may read thus far. Let me know if you want to read even more. (Part One starts here.) (Part Two starts at Chapter 6.) (Part Three starts at Chapter 9.) (Part Four starts at Chapter 13.) Introduction - May 6, 1953. This is a true story - as true as I can tell it, as true as I can put to words. There will be...
-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Paradise Trail -=-=-=-=-=-=-= By Maria 2 (a.k.a. Maria) (Part One starts here.) (Part Two starts at Chapter 6.) (Part Three starts at Chapter 9.) Introduction - May 6, 1953. This is a true story - as true as I can tell it, as true as I can put to words. There will be skeptics who doubt the veracity, but that is a measure beyond my control. Forgive me if I am not the best of all authors. Truth be told, I am no author at all. If I jump from first...
-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Paradise Trail -=-=-=-=-=-=-= By Maria 2 (a.k.a. Maria) (Part One starts here.) (Part Two starts at Chapter 6.) Introduction - May 6, 1953. This is a true story - as true as I can tell it, as true as I can put to words. There will be skeptics who doubt the veracity, but that is a measure beyond my control. Forgive me if I am not the best of all authors. Truth be told, I am no author at all. If I jump from first person to second person to third, then...
I’m only seven months older than my stepbrother. I had often seen him naked and he had seen me, in the same way, many times as we grew up together. As we reached our mid-teens, we would both masturbate in our own rooms, privately.One day, however, I was home from school in my room, naked, lying on my bed masturbating and had forgotten that I hadn’t closed my door. I was in the heat of passion and moaning when my step-brother arrived home. He was standing in my doorway watching me deeply engaged...
MasturbationThis is a story about how I and bani turned fuck buddies from being drinking buddies. Bani used to live across to our house in the same society where I rented a place with a few friends. We both were working. We became friends when she sent me a friend request on facebook and then started talking on watsapp. I didnt put my mind to it and was chatting casually. Over the time we became friends and starting meeting outside just for some snacks or chit chat. We came across our shared love for...
Late in the night, I was rudely awakened by a hard smack on my exposed buttocks.I felt the pain on my butt and opened my eyes, to see that nigger smiling at me, saying he had more black buddies to enjoy me…Davon was now my last black stud; I had met him just some days ago; but he had managed to made me his black cock whore…I lifted my head off the mattress, still a bit groggy from my tiredness.I looked at Davon and begged him to let me go back home. My loving hubby would be worry about me,...
-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Paradise Trail -=-=-=-=-=-=-= By Maria 2 (a.k.a. Maria) Introduction - May 6, 1953. This is a true story - as true as I can tell it, as true as I can put to words. There will be skeptics who doubt the veracity, but that is a measure beyond my control. Forgive me if I am not the best of all authors. Truth be told, I am no author at all. If I jump from first person to second person to third, then please forgive me. I write down my story as I remember it -...
By Honey West They'd known each other since high school. Ashley and Jennifer had been best buddies, even dated the same guys. They were both hotties and they knew it. Ashley had long blonde hair that hung straight to her ass. Jen was a busty brunette with a tanned, toned butt. One night they both got drunk at a party and found themselves making out with each other at Jen's apartment. They were in college now, dating guys, but their curiousity about what mysteries lay under...
My name is Ed, and I had just turned 45 years old and my wife Sue was 43. Sue had been encouraging me to start exercising to stay in shape. She was going to the gym near our home in the Pittsburgh suburbs, but it was more convenient for me to exercise at work. The insurance company I worked for also encouraged its employees to exercise. They installed a work-out area and shower facility in our building. That made it very convenient to go jogging either before work or over the lunch hour, and I...
My name is Ed, and I had just turned forty-five years old and my wife Sue was forty-three. Sue had been encouraging me to start exercising to stay in shape. She was going to the gym near our home in the Pittsburgh suburbs, but it was more convenient for me to exercise at work.The insurance company I worked for also encourages its employees to exercise. They installed a work-out area and shower facility in our building. That made it very convenient to go jogging either before work or over the...
BisexualIt wasn’t Hell. It was worse than Hell. Carole had no chance, and she knew it. All she had to do was get to the end of the trail, and she would be free of them. But the trail was still over fifty miles long, and they had almost caught her twice in the past three miles.It wasn’t helping that her hands were tied tightly behind her. She had already passed two previous losers. They were not a pretty sight, and she knew that if she failed to reach the end, she would end up the same way.The trail...
The Hobart wagon train was four days west of Amarillo and young Josh Kelly was scouting ahead for the best route, water holes, and a good spot to camp for the night. He had been doing the same thing for the last 40 days as the train made its way from Fort Smith through Oklahoma City and Amarillo toward Santa Fe. Hobart had shown a lot of faith in the 18 year old, giving him more and more responsibilities and the boy had blossomed into a very capable young man. The time Josh spent with Johnny...
Welcome to Halverton, your average small city nestled away in the Rocky Mountains. Halverton was established in 1807, it was nothing more as a roadhouse for road weary travelers starting to settle the west. The city grew fast as travelers started to fall in love with the city and the surrounding area. The entire city itself was booming and it was decided that for the future a section of land will be designated as protected land and no one could build or do anything there. The cities...
Barely 11 am and already the air was hot with the promise of summer. I'd slept in late after my perfect evening with Eddie. He'd walked me to the door in an old fashioned sort of way, and kissed me with passion before leaving me for the night. I was walking to the stables wondering why was it, the more sex you got the more sex you wanted? I was on my way to meet Billy. I wore a sleeveless thin white cotton shirt, jeans and tennis shoes. Maybe we'd go riding. "Billy?" I called entering...
The three men were two days north of Santa Fe on their way to the Chico Basin near Colorado City. Josh Kelly, John 'Red' McCall, and Jerry Barnes hoped to find work with one of the cattle ranches in that area. It was about 300 miles as the crow flies to Chico Basin from Santa Fe, but they weren't crows so the trip would be closer to 350 miles. They had to wind their way along the high trails and through the passes of the Sangre de Cristo Mountains just to the north of Santa Fe which added...
During a vacation to the Gulf Coast east of Destin, Florida, I decided to go get some exercise (among other things) while my wife and grandkids were down at the beach. I learned from an Internet search that Walton County had developed a system of recreational trails in a nearby state forest. I selected a trail that had a three mile loop, and drove to the small gravel parking area at the trailhead. It was generally unimproved, except for a couple of picnic tables and a privy-type toilet....
Gay Male18 year old Josh Kelly was pushing the horse and mule remuda along the trail just to the side of where the wagons were traveling. It was the wagon train's fourth day headed west and Josh thought about the last three days as he drove the horses and mules just off the edge of the wagon train's path. Johnny Burrows, the old mountain man, had been right, the wagon train didn't make more than 10 miles that first day; in fact they made just over 7 miles stopping at Shady Grove, Oklahoma the...
It was glorious hiking in Banff again, and the weather was in agreement with me. It was warm even now in early morning, with the promise of heat later on; bright, but enough high cloud to avoid dazzling the eye. Yet, despite that, and the Godly scenery all around us, I found my eyes continually straying to the shorts-clad ass of my new submissive, Sara, hiking ahead of me.This was our third day together – well, second full day – and we were finally out on the trail. My original plan had been to...
OutdoorA few months ago I accompanied a friend while she visited a relative in an assisted living house. While they visited, I began talking to an older man. Learning that I wrote, he grinned and said that he had a story that deserved to be written but he shouldn't tell it to, 'a nice girl like you'. It's been a few years since anyone has called me a girl but to a man his age I suppose I was... It didn’t take much to get him to relate the story he was so obviously eager to tell. Not writing from...
The trail It was an early Sunday morning the sun was rising over the horizon and the birds began to sing. Or so I think thats what happened Im not too sure how it played out. I at that time was a little busy with my wife as she was trying to take care of something else that was rising at the time. Let me rewind for a second here and catch you up. It was early Sunday I had woken up hard as ever next to my beautiful wife Jenn. She, being the amazing wife, decided to take it upon herself to...
I’ve had a pretty typical life, that is, up until the events I will describe in this story, which began almost a year ago. I was born, raised, and educated in the Midwest, and then married my high school sweetheart after we graduated from college. My name is Ryan, and I’m now forty years old and living in a suburb of Minneapolis with my wife, Sarah, and daughter, Brooke. Brooke just turned sixteen in the spring before the end of her sophomore year in high school, as did Kaley, the daughter of...
OutdoorPlease read Chapters 1-4. They will give you a better understanding of the characters and the story to this point. As always, constructive comments and emails are welcome and appreciated. Also as usual there are no graphic sex scenes in my stories. Thank you for taking the time to read my work. I hope you enjoy the story. **************** The three men were two days north of Santa Fe on their way to the Chico Basin near Colorado City. Josh Kelly, John ‘Red’ McCall, and Jerry Barnes hoped...
This chapter can be read as a standalone story, but I suggest you read Chapters 1-3. It will give you a better understanding of the characters and the story to this point. As always, constructive comments and emails are welcome and appreciated. Also as usual there are no graphic sex scenes in my stories. Thank you for taking the time to read my work. I hope you enjoy the story. ********************* The Hobart wagon train was four days west of Amarillo and young Josh Kelly was scouting...
This chapter can be read as a standalone story but it will make more sense and give you the background of the characters and the story line if you read the first two chapters. Constructive comments/emails are welcome and appreciated. There are no graphic sex scenes in this story. Thanks for taking the time to read my work and I hope you enjoy it. ************************** 18 year old Josh Kelly was pushing the horse and mule remuda along the trail just to the side of where the wagons were...
Running in the south during a heatwave isn't recommended. I really needed to get this run in as I'd missed 2 days already this week. Before leaving the office I checked the temp; 96 degrees and 89% humidity at 5:00 pm, not good.I ventured out to the trail wearing a sleeveless black tee my favorite running shorts and my black running sneakers. As usual there were people already riding, walking and running on the trail. The trail itself is 3.1 miles from end to end and stretches about 6 feet...
InterracialI watched as you approached the car. Just as I asked, you were wearing a short skirt and a hoodie. I pushed myself off of the hood and met you partway. I took your arm and guided you to the car. Changing hands, I opened the door and allowed you to step in, offering my steady hand for support.Once inside, you look up at me with a subdued excitement in your eyes. You don’t know where I’m taking you, but you know I have something planned. You can see the brief lightning flash in my eyes as my...
ExhibitionismIt was early morning. The sun had just turned a darkened sky to apale silvery gray. A heavy fog blanketed the forest-floor while a mistcontinued to float down on everything beneath the canopy. I doubted verymuch that there was another soul near me, for miles. That was good. Thatwas exactly the way I wished it to be. Becoming lost in thought, I ranharder, faster. The sound of the leaves and sticks crunching under my weightbrought comfort in their familiarity. Keeping my breathing regular,...
Deputy U.S. Marshal Thomas Boone dismounted in front of the Marshal's office in Tucson Arizona. He raised both hands over his head, leaned backwards and stretched. He was 30 years old but felt much older. Too many outlaws, too many long trails, and too many gun fights, he thought. I can't make these long rides like I used to. Boone turned to the horse that he'd led into town. Jenson Stoolie was tied face down across the saddle. Boone motioned to a 12 year old boy sitting on the porch in...
I descend down the hill at a brisk pace. My lungs struggle to take in the oxygen that is depleted from my running. My legs are tired and ache but I’m only halfway through this run. It’s a hot Michigan day, but on the trail, it is shaded and feels cooler. I have never been a great runner. My father would always say, “You're not suited for distance, Rachel, you're a speedrunner.” I enjoy running these wooded trails because I rarely see anyone out here, so I’m comfortable wearing just a sports...
VoyeurMy husband Tom and I are always out riding the 'Rails to Trails' bike routes and have several favorite spots. We have been on these trails in many states of which all offer a unique beauty as well as each having it's own individuality. Our favorite local trail is known as the Great Allegheny Passage. It starts in Pittsburg, PA; runs east along the Youghiogheny and Casselman Rivers on into Maryland where it joins onto the C & O Canal trail at Cumberland, MD. From there the canal trail works...
MasturbationJosh and Red came to the base of a large gently sloping hill; they'd been following the tracks of ten cattle and three horses for most of the day. It had to be the rustlers trail. Now the two young men stopped to give their horses a breather. "Red, how's Jasper holding up?" Josh asked about Red's horse. "He's mad because I've kept him at walk for the last two hours. He'll do," Red answered. "Diablo's in good shape too. I'm thinking if we cut over the top of the hill we can cut...
Sister, Girlfriend, And Fuck Buddies Veronica was sixteen years old, she could drive a car, and she had a job as a cashier at the local drug store. In other words she was a responsible adult…so Mom and Dad left her in charge of me for the weekend while they went off somewhere. The first thing Veronica did was call all of her girlfriends and tell them to come over Friday night around dark. Then she told me to take some food, drinks, and movies to my bedroom and stay there. At...
It was late November, and the weather was unusually warm. Glen and some of his buddies, decided to take a week off and go deer hunting. Since the weather was favorable, they decided to take tents and camp out. Glen decided that this was just what I needed to help MAKE A MAN OF ME. I wasn’t really interested in shooting no Bambi, but Mom insisted I go anyway. We left home, in a caravan of trucks, and drove down south into the Ozarks of Missouri. We found a large public forest that allowed...
I met my husband Kyle when we were both in college. We’re roughly the same age and met through friends. Kyle and his roommates always threw the largest parties on campus and my friends and I liked to dress slutty for these nights. Between the drinks and the weed everyone usually had a great time by the end of the night. Kyle and I would start a sloppy make out session and then head up to his bedroom. He would rip my clothes off and take control of me -doing as he pleased. Kyle is a taller...
If you’ve hung in with the story until now, thank you. If you’re just getting started, welcome. I suggest you read Chapters 1-5. They will give you a better understanding of the characters and situations. There are no graphic sex scenes in this story. As usual constructive comments and emails are welcome and appreciated. Thank you for taking the time to read my tale and please enjoy. ********************** Josh and Red came to the base of a large gently sloping hill, they’d been following...
I have been debating about what experience I should share with you today. Or if I should just continue chronologically from my last post. Well I may just bounce around a little. I have to tell you about the time I went on a hike.I had every intention of going on this hike specifically to go jerk off. If someone happened by while I was jacking great. I had hoped to be caught in the act anyways. By this point I had been jacking off in public for about a 2 years now and become quite proficient. I...
I was on my way home from doing sales calls in the LA area and I thought I would cruise by a 'cruisy' trail head parking lot before I headed home. This parking lot has two sections, I parked went by one side and saw a little white pickup with a guy sitting in it...promising...., then I went to the other side and it looked like just hikers and mountain bikers getting ready for some afternoon exercise, so I went back to the other side to see if the white truck was still there. It was so I parked...
GayShe had been in a slump for a couple weeks. Nothing had been going right for her and she felt like her world could collapse at any moment. Whenever she wanted to relieve stress, she hiked this trail, one mile up the mountain and the other mile back down. She was almost to the top of the trail when it started to rain. ‘I’ve got to get away,’ she said to no one in particular as she walked along the trail. ‘So much for walking to help me take my mind off HIM.’ The ‘HIM’ would be her first real...
BEST BUDDIES by Throne I was married to Mariel for only three months when I started to notice that something wasn't right. Our love life had dropped off to almost zero. Sex had always been great for me but her responses had dwindled since the honeymoon. I made an extra effort to look good for her. Tried a new hair product. Changed my regimen of skin cleansing and moisturizing. Got two new fitted shirts and a really nice pair of slim- leg jeans. I was getting desperate. Let me...
The American River Bike Trail Those of you that have read my stories know that over the years, I love to take her parking mostly with a blindfold and her hands tied. When we lived in Northern California there were a number of places I would take her. The American River bike trail was only one. She never new where she had been, as I would almost never take the blindfold off until we were on our way home. To have a woman who not only wants to, but allows this sort of thing to be done to her...
Introduction: I have done so many forms of this thing to my Girl, and these are only several of them I have done so many forms of this thing to my Girl, and these are only several of them The American River Bike Trail Those of you that have read my stories know that over the years, I love to take her parking mostly with a blindfold and her hands tied. When we lived in Northern California there were a number of places I would take her. The American River bike trail was only one. She never new...
this was a very stimulating but over the top we didn't think through so hot its got to work event. We often called them events because sometimes it was a whole productions including both live people props and areas or buildings, parking suv in specific place or recruiting to meet through many telecommunications . I had only ever fucked her in private an this was the first outdoor fucking on a trail as a trail to a trail in plam beach. This sleepy park lon paper look great with a high vantage...
Copyright© 042702 The trail crunches under foot as it leads on up through the Gorge. The air is cool, crisp and smells of an early Autumn day. The sky is that clear blue one sees on that rare day when the sun will be out all day, but never gets hot. My feet seem to barely touch the ground as I attack the path. The day is young and I am filled with energy. The forest is filled with the sounds of silence, the only sounds I hear are my breathing and the steady cadence of my footfalls. The autumn...
The Chisholm Trail was a well known route from San Antonio up into the Indian Territories. It had been used for a trading route since the 1840s and was well known to many people, but it had not had much use as a cattle trail until Mr. McCoy had opened his cattle-buying operation in Abilene, Kansas. The trail kind of petered out somewhere in the middle of the Indian Territories, so Mr. McCoy had marked an extension with white flags on stakes to lead them into Abilene, Kansas. Therefore, most...