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During the next two weeks, I worked during the day and then saw Amy in the evening.  Most nights, Jill came with me.  We would go out to eat, return to Hank and Amy’s house, and hang around.

Amy and I spent a couple of hours in her bed every time I visited.  Our lovemaking was athletic some nights and soft and slow on other nights.

Amy and I walked into her bedroom on Wednesday, a day before our planned fishing trip.  Hank, Mark, and I managed to get Friday off work, and we planned to leave for the cabin on Thursday night.

Coming over to me, Amy put her arms around my neck, pressed her mouth to mine, and kissed me.  I pulled up the back of her skirt, gripping her ass with both hands.  After a few minutes of kissing, we began removing each other’s clothing.

“I’ve missed your big dick,” Amy said as she stroked me.

“I miss you any time we’re apart, Amy,” I said.

Smiling, Amy slid down my body, kissing me as she knelt.  She popped my cock into her mouth, moaning as she started bobbing her head.  I gripped her hair, something Amy said she liked, as I guided her mouth on my shaft.

Amy moaned around my cock as she looked into my eyes.  She cupped my balls in the palm of her hand, caressing them.  Since we began having sex, I learned to control myself and could prolong my orgasms.

Reaching down, I put my hands under her arms and stood Amy up.  We moved to the bed, pulled back the covers, and climbed on.  I flipped around to lick her pussy while she blew me.  We kept up our oral attention for a few minutes, then Amy removed her mouth from my cock.  She turned around, straddled my hips, and lowered her pussy onto my dick.

“I love fucking you, Josh.  You make me so hot,” Amy said as she rode my cock.

“Your pussy feels amazing around my cock,” I said, then I covered her breasts with my hands.

For the next half-hour, Amy and I changed positions several times while fucking each other.  I knelt on the bed with Amy on her back and legs on my shoulders when we reached our mutual climaxes.

As we did almost every time we fucked, Amy flipped around while I stretched out on my back.  She sucked my slick cock into her mouth while lowering her crotch to my face.  I sucked my cum from her pussy and nibbled her clit, causing her to come again.  Amy used her tongue and lips to clean my cock and get me hard.

Amy turned around, and we kissed, pushing our tounges into each other’s mouths.  I stroked her damp back and rubbed her ass.  After a few moments, we headed to the bathroom to shower together.

While we washed one another, I felt there was something on Amy’s mind.  Putting my hands on her shoulders, I gazed into her eyes.

“Is everything okay, baby?  Did I do something wrong?” I said.

Shaking her head, Amy said, “No, sweetie.  You haven’t done anything wrong.  Making love and having sex with you is out of this world.  I was just thinking about something we talked about before.  Do you remember when we talked about our fantasies?”

Smiling, I said, “Yes, I remember.”

“So, have you ever thought about having a threesome?”  I nodded and chuckled.  “Yeah, me too.  Would you have a threesome with me?” Amy said.

“Baby, as we said, we can try anything we want.  If we like it, we’ll keep doing it.  If not, we won’t do it again.  How will we know if we don’t try?” I said.

“Would you do it with another guy and me?” Amy said.

“Yup.”

“I was talking to Jill the other day.  She said it’s really hot to fool around with two men.  Do you know what a spit-roast is?” Amy said.

“Sure, it’s when you have a cock in your mouth and another one in your pussy.”  I moved my hand to Amy’s butt, pulling her close.  “Or in your mouth and ass.”

Giggling, Amy said, “I want to try it someday.  I also want to have a threesome with you and another chick.”

“A threesome with two girls sounds fun.  Do you have anyone in mind?  I know Mark would be down for doing it with you and me.  I’ve wondered why you and Mark never got together,” I said.

Amy shrugged her shoulders, then she laughed.  “Mark has been trying to get into my pants, but I was with Jill and never did it with him.  Now that I know how great fucking is, I would be willing to do it.”

I gave Amy a kiss.  “Want me to go get Mark?”

Shaking her head, Amy said, “No.  I don’t think he’d be much good after your sister is done with him and Hank.”

“How do you know Jill is with both of them?” I asked.

“I don’t, but when both of them are with her, she usually does.  You must think your sister is a slut,” Amy said.

I shook my head as I turned off the water.  We got out to dry ourselves.  “As I said before, I don’t think Jill is wrong for doing the things she does.  It’s her life,” I said.

I got dressed while Amy put on a pair of panties and a tee-shirt.  We went downstairs and found the others in the kitchen.  We talked about what time we wanted to leave the next day, deciding we’d take off as early as possible.  After reviewing our options, we decided Mark, Hank, and I could get off work at lunch.  Amy and Jill said they could cut their last two classes.  We agreed to try to get on the road by one in the afternoon.

“Are you about ready to go?” I asked my sister.  “I have to get up early.”

“Yes, I’m ready.”  Jill gave Hank and Mark a kiss.  “I’ll see you guys tomorrow.”

I hugged and kissed Amy before my sister, and I left.  Mark followed us outside, saying he had to get home too.

As I drove home, Jill and I talked about what we needed to pack for the fishing trip.  At the house, we greeted Mom and Dad, then went up to our rooms.  I went to my bedroom and began putting my clothes into my backpack.  When I finished, I went to Jill’s room to see if she needed any help.

“Make sure to take something warm.  It gets chilly at night,” I said.

“I’m taking sweats and a jacket.  I’m also packing a pair of shorts, jeans, and a flannel shirt.  Hank said they have a washer and dryer at the cabin,” Jill said, then she chuckled.  “Mark and Hank said there isn’t much privacy at the cabin.”

“No, there isn’t.  Like I told you, the cabin is one big room with a bathroom,” I said.

“It’s a good thing I’m not shy,” Jill said as she pulled her tank-top off.

“I guess I should go,” I said.

“You don’t have to go, Josh.  I don’t care if you see me naked,” Jill said as she skinned out of her shorts and panties.

“You look good naked, Jill,” I said.

Giggling, Jill said, “Thank you.”  She put on her sleep shirt.

“I’m going to get to bed.  Five o’clock comes early,” I said.

Jill nodded, came over to me, and hugged me.  “Thanks for being a cool big brother, Josh.”

I hugged Jill for a moment, then said, “It’s easy with you.  Goodnight.”

I stripped down to my boxer briefs, went to my bathroom, and brushed my teeth.  When I finished, I went back to my room and got into bed.  As I got comfortable, I thought about the changes in my sister.  Not long ago, she’d let me see her in her underwear, but not naked.

The five of us gathered at Hank and Amy’s house Thursday at one.  We hooked the boat to the truck, packed our gear, and headed north.  On the way to the cabin, we stopped for groceries, beer, and a few other things.  At four, Hank backed the trailer into the water, and we launched the boat.

While Hank and Jill took the boat, Mark drove the truck to the cabin.  We met Hank at the dock, secured the boat, and walked up the hill.  I watched Jill and Amy when Hank opened the door, smiling when the girls looked at the rustic accommodations.

“What do you think, girls?” Mark said.

“I think it’s nice.  It isn’t as big as I thought it would be,” Amy took my hand, walking toward the bunks.  “Let’s pick our bed.”

We laughed, then Amy pointed at one of the bunks.  Jill came over and sat on one next to ours.

“Kind of close, are you, Jill?” Amy said.

“I don’t think so.  I want a ringside seat,” Jill said.

Mark walked over and said, “Do you girls want to share a bed?”

Jill glanced at Amy.  They giggled and said, “Maybe,” at the same time.

“Let’s off-load the truck.  I’m ready for a beer,” Hank said.

We carried our gear from the truck into the cabin.  Mark and I put the fishing equipment in the boat while Hank stocked the wood rack, and the girls stowed the food.  Once we finished, we all sat outside with cans of beer.

“Can we have a campfire tonight?” Amy asked.

“Sure.  We’ll take care of it after dinner.  I want to do hamburgers on the grill tonight,” Mark said.

“How cold does it get at night?” Jill said.

“It can get chilly at this time of year.  The weather report said it will get down to about forty or so.  It will be about seventy tomorrow during the day,” Hank said.

We relaxed on the deck, gazing at the lake and drinking beer until Hank said it was time to start dinner.  Mark and I started the grill while the girls went inside to get things ready.  After eating, we all pitched in to clean up.

When it started getting dark, Hank built a fire in the firepit.  We watched the sunset over the lake and the flames dancing from the fire.  Amy sat next to me, cuddling in the brisk night air.  Jill sat between Mark and Hank.  We drank a couple more beers while Hank talked about our plans for fishing in the morning.

“What time are we going?” Amy asked.

Mark and Hank looked at each other, then they smiled.  Hank looked at his sister and said, “Well, tomorrow and Saturday, fishing is for club members.  You girls can fish on Sunday.”

“What fishing club,” Amy said.

“Uncle Ted and our cousins started a fishing club when Uncle Ted bought the cabin.  They made the rules,” Hank said.

“Can we join the club?” Jill asked.

It was all I could do to keep from laughing when Hank said, “Sure, as long as Mark and Josh agree, and you pass the initiation.  Other than our cousins, we’re the only members.”

“We should discuss it,” Mark said as he stood up.

Mark, Hank, and I went into the cabin.  Hank started a fire in the fireplace while Mark got towels from the utility room.

“Are you guys ready?” Hank asked, and Mark and I nodded.  “You’re okay with doing this with your sister?”

“Jill’s a big girl.  If she’s okay, so am I,” I replied.  “I guess I could ask you the same question.”

Laughing, Hank said, “Yeah, and I’d give you the same answer.”

We grabbed beers, a bottle of booze and went outside.  After handing the girls a can, Hank removed the cap from the whiskey and took a swig.  I went next, then passed the bottle to Mark.  After taking a drink, he offered it to Jill.  She took a sip, coughed, then took another before handing it to Amy.

“Are you going to tell us what we have to do for the initiation?” Jill said.

“The initiation is two-part.  First, you have to jump into the lake.  Naked,” Hank said.

“Then what?” Amy said.

“We’ll tell you after you do the first part,” Mark replied.

Amy looked at Jill. “Well?”

Getting up, Jill removed her shirt.  Amy laughed as she began undressing.  Mark, Hank, and I also started stripping.

“Are you going skinny-dipping too?” Amy said.

“Yes, we wouldn’t ask you to do anything we haven’t done or not willing to do,” I said, remembering what Mark and Hank told me when I joined the club.

Once all of us were naked, we headed for the dock.  Hank told the girls the water was over their heads.  We let Amy and Jill go first, watching their asses as they charged toward the lake.  The girls jumped, screaming when they surfaced.

“What the fuck!  This water is freezing!” Amy said.

Mark, Hank, and I jumped in the water, swam to the girls, and tread water.  I guess they were over the shock of the cold because they began laughing.  We scrambled to the dock and up the ladder.  The five of us ran for the cabin while laughing.

In the cabin, we handed the girls towels.  They dried themselves while standing close to the fireplace.  It took a few moments for everyone to warm up.  With his towel around his shoulders, Mark went outside to retrieve the whiskey.

We passed the bottle around, drinking the warming booze.

“So, what’s the next thing we have to do?” Amy said.

Mark, Hank, and I looked at each other for a moment.  We moved to the couch and sat down.  I sat in the middle with Hank on my right and Mark on my left.

“Now you give us blowjobs,” Mark said.

Amy and Jill looked at each other.  Jill moved closer to Amy and whispered in her ear.  Giggling, Amy nodded, then she whispered in Jill’s ear.

The girls folded their towels, moved toward the couch, and placed the pads on the floor.  Jill knelt in front of Mark, and Amy knelt in front of me.  They reached for our cocks, rubbing our shrunken members.

“These things get small when they’re cold,” Amy said.

“If you keep playing with our cocks, they won’t be small for long,” I said.

Jill and Amy continued playing with our cocks for a moment.  Then, they looked at each other, chuckled, and shifted.  Before we knew what was happening, Hank and I found ourselves watching our sisters blow us.  Jill moaned around my cock while Amy made a wet, slurping sound as she sucked her brother’s dick.

As she sucked my cock, Jill reached between Mark’s legs and stroked his dick.  She looked up at me, removed her mouth, and said, “Surprise.”  Giggling, my sister took my cock back into her mouth.

Caught up in the moment, I reached over to Mark, pushed my sister’s hand away, and started jacking his cock.  Jill looked up with a shocked look on her face.  When she raised her eyebrows, I winked at her.

Amy nudged Jill.  My sister removed her mouth from my cock, moved over to Mark, and started sucking him.  Amy took me into her mouth, taking over.  The two girls blew Mark and me for about ten minutes, then sat back on their heels.

Grinning, Amy said, “It looks like my brother got over his reluctance about incest.”

Jill looked at me.  I laughed and said, “I’ve never had a problem with the idea of incest.  I’ve wanted to fool around with Jill since she got her tits at sixteen.”

My sister smacked my leg.  “Why didn’t you do something about it?”  I shrugged my shoulders.  “Maybe you should have, Josh.  I’ve had a crush on you forever.”

“Now you have three cocks to suck and fuck, Jill,” Mark said.

“Yup.  Too bad you don’t have a sister, Mark,” Jill said.

“I don’t have a sister, but I do have a cousin.  She was my first,” Mark said.

“You never told me you and Sandy got it on,” Hank said.

“She and I have been having sex for a couple of years.  I never said anything because I didn’t know how you felt about incest,” Mark said.

Hank looked at Amy, smiled, and said, “It felt pretty good to me.”

Jill put her hand on my leg.  “Okay, I have a question, Josh.  How did you become a member of the fishing club?  I thought it was only you, Mark, and Hank when you came here.”

I thought about how to answer my sister.  Grinning, I had a better idea.  Shifting on the couch, I knelt, facing Mark.  When I leaned over and took Mark’s semi-hard cock into my mouth, I heard Jill gasp.  Cradling his balls with my hand, I bobbed my head, taking his entire cock into my mouth and throat.

My sister moved her head closer, licking Mark’s shaft when I lifted my head.  She pulled me away, pressed her mouth to mine, and kissed me.  I felt her tongue part my lips and slide into my mouth.  While Jill kissed me, she jacked Mark’s cock.

“I didn’t know,” Jill said.

Shrugging my shoulders, I said, “Neither did I.  Not until we came up here to the fishing camp.  I fooled around with my friend when I was younger.  We would jack each other off, but it never went any further.  I always wondered if I could suck another guy’s cock.  While we were here, I found out I can.”

Laughing, Mark said, “Yeah, and Hank and I told Josh he could give you a run for your money, Jill.”

“So, you blew Hank and Mark?” Jill said.

“Yup, and we blew him.  It was a great night,” Hank said.

Amy moved over next to Jill.  She turned my sister’s head, kissing her.  The two girls began making out and touching each other.  I sat between Mark and Hank, watching Amy and Jill.  When the girls got into a sixty-nine, the three of us began stroking our cocks.  By the time Jill and Amy stopped, we were playing with each other.

Taking a break, we drank beer and sipped from the bottle of whiskey.  Jill and Amy went to the bathroom, leaving Hank, Mark, and me alone.

“The other night, while Amy and I were together, she mentioned she’d like to try a threesome.  She wants to be spit-roasted.  I think you two should make her wish come true,” I said.

“I’m down for it as long as Amy and you are cool with it,” Hank said.

“I think Josh wants to fuck his sister,” Mark said, then he chuckled.  “How do you want to do this?”

“I’m sure we’ll figure something out,” Hank said.

When the girls came back, Amy sat between her brother and me.  Jill sat between Mark and me.  We relaxed, finishing our beers.

“I need a shower.  Does anyone want to wash my back?” Jill said while looking at me.  My sister stood up, reached for my hand, and pulled me to my feet.

As Jill and I headed for the shower, Mark moved closer to Amy.  I heard giggling, turned my head, and watched Hank and Mark playing with her breasts.

After I turned on the water and adjusted it, Jill and I got into the stall.  She turned to face me, put her arms around my neck, and kissed me.

“Watching you suck Mark’s cock was one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen.  I had no idea you’re bisexual, Josh,” Jill said as she reached for my cock.  “I’m also happy you’re down with incest.  I so want to fuck my big brother.”

Gripping my sister’s ass, I pulled her close and kissed her.  As our tongues explored each other’s mouths, I thought about the bizarre relationship the five of us had.  I found myself naked, kissing my sister in a shower, while my girlfriend was making out with her brother and his best friend.

“Did you know Mark and Hank are bisexual?” I asked while gazing into my sister’s eyes.

“Sure, we all have sex together, Josh.  You know I like sex with Amy too.  Up until now, Hank wasn’t into the whole incest thing.  One time while Amy and I were making love, he caught us.  We asked Hank to join, but he said it was too weird,” Jill said.

Chuckling, I said, “I guess having his sister suck his cock changed his mind.  I know it changed the way I feel about it.”

“I thought you said you didn’t have a problem with incest,” Jill said.

Shaking my head, I said, “I don’t.  Before tonight, it was a fantasy.  Now it’s real.”  I moved my hands to her breasts.  “Now, I get to touch your tits instead of dreaming about it.”

Giggling, Jill covered my hands with hers, pressing them against her chest.  “You can play with my tits, or anything else, anytime you want to.”

Jill and I finished our shower, dried ourselves, and went back to the main room.  Amy, Hank, and Mark sat together, holding their beers.  I grabbed drinks for my sister and me.  Amy got up, came over, and hugged me.

“Thank you, sweetie,” Amy whispered.

Nodding, I said, “Have fun.”

Amy, Hank, and Mark headed for the shower.  Jill and I chuckled as we finished our beers and headed for bed.  I pulled the covers back, and we got in.

Snuggling, my sister and I came together as lovers, not siblings.  We kissed with more passion than I ever felt while we ran our hands over one another’s bodies.  I gently rolled her nipple between my thumb and finger, causing Jill to moan into my mouth.  When I moved my hand between her legs and slipped two fingers into her wet pussy, she gasped.

“Josh, I need your cock in me,” Jill said.

I rolled my sister onto her back, moved between her splayed legs, and pressed my cock against her vagina.  She let out a groan as I penetrated her.  Jill hugged my neck as I started fucking her.  She straightened her legs, pointing her toes at the bunk above us.

Finding my sister’s mouth with mine, we kissed.  I did my best to maintain my steady thrusting while our tongues dueled.  Holding her around her waist, I rolled over, putting Jill on top.  She placed her hands on my chest, looked into my eyes, and bounced up and down on my cock.

Running one of my hands down between us, I rubbed her clit with my fingertips, moved my other hand to her chest, switching from one bouncing breast to the other.  Jill ground her crotch against mine, moaning as we fucked each other for the first time.  I hoped it would be the first of many.

After about twenty minutes of steady fucking, Jill came.  I felt her pussy contract around my cock as she slammed down on me.  As her climax peaked, mine began, and my cock surged as I shot several spurts of semen into her.

Spent and sated, Jill lowered her body to my chest.  We shared tender kisses as we basked in the glow of our coupling.

“Fucking you was amazing, Jill,” I said.

“It was so far above amazing I can’t describe it.  Sex is so much better with someone you love as much as I love you,” Jill said.

“I love you too,” I said.

Jill shifted around until her head was over my crotch.  She used her tongue to lift my cock, sucking my slick member into her mouth. I grabbed her hips, pulled her crotch to my mouth, and started licking and sucking her pussy.  When my cum drained into my throat, I relished the taste and swallowed.  A few moments later, Jill came again.  As she quivered above me, I pushed my tongue against her puckered anus.

My sister removed her mouth from my cock, rising up and pressing her ass against my probing tongue.  She writhed around, moaning while I tried to insert it into her rectum.  When her orgasm subsided, she turned around and kissed me.

Jill and I cuddled as we recovered.  I hadn’t come again and pressed my hard cock against her as she rolled onto her side, pushing her back against my chest.

I looked across at one of the other beds, smiling when I saw Amy on her hand and knees.  Hank fucked his sister from behind while Mark slid his cock in and out of her mouth.

“It looks like Amy is having fun,” I said while fondling Jill’s breast.

“Yeah, it sure does.  I love getting it from both ends,” Jill said.  She lifted her leg, reached between her crotch, and gripped my cock.  Rocking back, she fed my dick into her pussy.  “I love getting fucked by you.”

Holding one of my sister’s breasts, I sawed my cock in and out of her pussy.  As we fucked, we watched Amy sucking Mark’s cock while her brother pounded her from behind.  Amy moaned around Mark’s cock as he pushed it into her mouth.  I could see her cheeks bulge, then she swallowed.  When Mark backed off, Amy looked at Jill and me, winked, then smiled.

I returned my attention to Jill, kissing the back of her neck.  She put her hand between her legs and fondled my balls while diddling her clit.  Moving away from me, my sister got onto her hands and knees.  I scooted behind her and fed my cock back into her pussy.

A few minutes later, Amy climbed onto our bed.  She sat at Jill’s head, spreading her legs.  I could see cum dripping from her pussy as my sister lowered her head and started lapping at the oozing semen.

Amy held Jill’s head, pressing it into her crotch as I continued fucking my sister.  I glanced at the other bed and watched Mark and Hank sucking each other’s cocks.  The sight of Jill eating the cum from Amy’s pussy put me over the edge.  I grabbed my sister’s hips, slammed my cock into her, and came.

As soon as I removed my cock from Jill’s pussy, she and Amy shifted around.  Amy sucked my coated cock for a minute, then she and Jill began eating each other.  For a moment, I considered joining Hank and Mark, but I was spent.

When the girls finished, Jill got off the bed, gave me a kiss, then went over to Mark and Hank.  Amy turned around, hugging and kissing me.

“Did you have a good time?” I whispered to Amy.

“I’m still having a good time, sweetie.  This has been one of the best nights of my life.”  Amy kissed me.  “The best night of my life was when you fucked me the first time and took my virginity.  Ever since then, I’ve been on a sexual high.”

“Tell me about it!  I’ve been having a blast.  I think it’s amazing we all get along so well,” I said.

“Hey, we need to get some sleep if we’re fishing in the morning,” Hank said.  He got out of bed, turned off the lights.  “Goodnight, everyone.”

We all said goodnight.  I hugged Amy to my body, kissing her before we got comfortable.  She wiggled against me, pressing her breasts on my back.  I felt her arm go over my body as her hand covered my cock.

“Thanks for letting me have my first threesome with Mark and my brother.  Next time, I want you to be one of the guys I fuck and suck,” Amy said.

“I have a feeling we’re all going to enjoy each other in various combinations.  It seems all of us like sucking and fucking,” I said.

Amy moaned as she kissed my shoulder.  She snuggled against me, wrapped her fingers around my limp cock, and sighed.  As I felt myself drifting asleep, I couldn’t help thinking about what would happen next.  I also wondered what Mark’s cousin Sandy looked like and if she would be as adventurous as the rest of us.

I woke up on my back to the feeling of someone stroking my cock.  Moaning, I opened my eyes, smiling when I saw Hank standing at the side of the bed.  Amy knelt on the mattress, leaning over me with her brother’s cock in her mouth.  Glancing around Hank, I saw my sister riding Mark’s cock.

I reached for one of Amy’s breasts with one hand and Hank’s balls with the other.  Amy chuckled around her brother’s cock as I massaged his nuts and her tit.  We fooled around for a few minutes, then separated.  I swung my legs out of bed, stood up, and went to the bathroom.

When I returned, I watched Mark and Hank dressing.  Amy was in bed with Jill, licking her pussy.  Sitting on the edge of the bed, I pulled on my boxer briefs.  Hank pointed at the bunk and laughed.

“It looks like my sister is having breakfast,” Hank said.

Amy looked up, giggled, and said, “I’m having an appetizer.”

Jill and Amy got up to dress.  Hank, Mark, and I went to the kitchen to start breakfast.  A few moments later, the girls joined us.  We ate fried eggs, bacon, and toast while drinking our coffee.

“I don’t know about you, Jill, but I love fishing,” Amy said.

Grinning, Jill nodded.  “Too bad, it’s chilly outside.  We could fish naked.”

“No problem, Jill.  I’ll keep you warm,” Mark said.

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The Fishing Trip by Ellie Dauber, 1999 "You know, people only use fifteen percent of their brain capacity," Andy said. "Speak for yourself, Andy," Phil replied. "No, I'm serious." We can test for brain activity with EEGs, positron emission systems, and the like; never seems to be more than about fifteen percent. It's like there's blocks to keep us from using more." "So?" "So! Phil, you're a fairly smart guy; partner in that big law firm within a couple...

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Fishing Weekend

I couldn't wait to get out of work. It was Thursday afternoon and I had a terrific weekend planned. Working the 9/80 schedule is a huge benefit. I work 80 hours in nine days instead of the usual 10, leaving me a three-day weekend every other weekend. It felt like a mini-vacation. Generally, I used that time to relax and just be by myself for a while. Sometimes, though, I took advantage of the longer weekend to get out and away from the world. This weekend, I was going fishing. I've loved...

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A Little Fishy Gone Fishing Ch 2

In The Morning LightLori woke to bright sunshine on her face as she stretched and realized that she had slept alone last night.She sprang out of bed and found Kyle on the couch, asleep in his boxers, with a half-dozen empty beer cans scattered on the coffee table. Lori glared at her husband as she shoved his leg with her foot to awaken him.He slowly came to and perked up at the sight of her sexy sheer pink teddy."Fuck… Did I ever miss out last night," Kyle said in a droll, hungover voice."Yeah,...

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His wifes fishing luck changes

My wife and I have been happily married for over a dozen years, we enjoy sex but with k**s around its hard to find time or energy for wild sex. But finally we had a day with someone at the house to stay with the k**s. We could have some time to ourselves if we could find somewhere to go. No chance at an overnight but a few hours are better than nothing. It was a beautiful warm sunny day so I suggested that I take my wife fishing. I was only half-way serious, since fishing is always what I want...

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Fishing in Heaven

I admit it, I was nervous. I know a guy isn't supposed to get nervous, but I'd had feelings growing for Natasha for quite a while and this was the first opportunity to be alone with her for an extended period of time. What was going to happen? Anything? Were any of my fantasies and dreams going to come true or were we going to enjoy a platonic weekend together? My fantasies and dreams had been rather explicit from time to time. Generally, they were just overall feelings of happiness every...

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Fishing with Cassie

The sky was clearing and the sun was coming out nicely. It had been a dull trip but now the sky was blue and there was a nice glint of sun coming off the water below. I recognized where we were and knew we were only about fifteen minutes away. The drone of the single engine Otter float plane would put you to sleep. The pilot George Freeman was an old family friend of ours and flew charters into the secluded fishing lodges. One of many in the Queen Charlotte Islands and is owned by my family and...

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Wildclub First Swingers Club Visit

Exactly a month has passed and, surprise-surprise, it is time again to look back and write down some words. Not only for you, dear readers, but also for future us to look back and remember…Experiences with Pamela and Maimu have taken more bold and adventurous. I remember that we both discussed we could also try sex with other couples if we cannot find the right female partner. Birgit was not very sure about it, but, as always, the topic needed some time to settle in. I have told her multiple...

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Another Fishing trip

The ringing of the alarm dragged me up out of a drunken sleep at four thirty in the morning. I lay there staring at the clock and wondering why it was ringing at this time. It was nearly one when I had fallen into bed after closing the bar. That rang a small bell in my hazy mind. I had promised someone I would take them fishing but for the life of me I couldn't remember who. I slapped the clock to kill the alarm that wasn't helping my head a bit and swung my feet to the floor. Coffee would be...

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Gone Fishing

Have 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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Gone Fishing

In the summer of 1961 I was still sixteen and looking forward to my last year of high school and the chance to get away from boring hot unexciting eastern South Dakota and a small town where everyone knows each other. I,d been bullied for years and it had only been the previous year when I,d finally grown from five feet three to five feet eight and put on weight I,d decided to do something about it and to confront the bullies. It worked in spite of the bad advice my late father gave me for...

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Going Fishing

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...

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Going Fishing

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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Fishing

Gramp Wilcox was quite the large landowner. His holdings comprised a square mile of mostly unproductive mountain land. It was left to my father, James Wilcox. Pop willed it equally to me, Bill, and my brother Mark. My brother wasn't interested in the land, so when Dad's estate was settled, he took a minimal inheritance out of the other assets and moved out to Wyoming. Mark was fair and equitable and didn't demand too much, for he knew the property wouldn't pay for itself and I would be...

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Gone Fishing

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...

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Fishing with Grandpa

Her 38 year old father Paul was one of the best local preachers at the newest church in town. Her 57 year old grandpa Warren was a building contractor and recently widowed when her grandmother passed away unexpectedly with a massive heart attack 5 months ago. Tossing the last of her clothes in her duffel bag, Tessa sat on the edge of her bed, thinking of the great 10 days of fishing ahead of her with her two favorite men in the world. A light tapping on her bedroom door...

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Late night fishing trip

I was working with a guy one night when the subject of fishing came up. I love to fish so when he said we should go fishing some time I was immediately on board. The fact that I had a little crush on him was just a bonus. Since we were both off the next day, and I love to fish at night I suggested we could go fishing that night when we got off work, and he agreed. I gave him our address and told him to come pick me up as soon as he was ready to go. When we got off at midnight I ran home told my...

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Bass Fishing NO Hardcore but some exhibitionism

Not me but as told to me by a buddy and it got me hard! It's nothing hardcore, but I enjoyed the experience just the same....I love to fish. I have a really nice bass boat with large front deck and I like to get it out often. When I first got it, I used to take my fiancé out with me all the time so I could fish and she could tan on the deck right behind the front butt seat.One time we were out and I decided to go fish the upper end of a long neck on a large reservoir. We ran up the neck till we...

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Shadows in the Storm Part 5 of 5 The Fishing Lodge Gets New Residents

“If Cory walks in on us before we finish, she may want to join us but right now I want YOU to FUCK ME!” Wet from her vagina to her clitoris, she was so close that she knew just a small amount of additional stimulation would push her over to orgasmic nirvana. She wanted Bill to fuck her hard and slid a pillow under her butt to raise her vagina. Bill pushed his middle finger tip inside Sharon’s vagina and felt how swollen and wet she already was. It was a bit of a surprise that she was already...

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A day of Fishing

"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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FISHING WITH DAD

Mark smiled down at his daughter as they stepped into the local bait and tackle shop. He was dressed for the day, a pair of torn and faded formerly black jeans and a long sleeved flannel shirt. Beneath he wore a fishing tee shirt baring a bikini-clad model with a bass. His wide brimmed hat was covered in various different lures and bobbers looking more funny than professional as he started walking slowly down the aisles. "First thing we gotta do honey is get us the right bait. You won't catch...

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Fishing with worms

I picked a lake near my home that had a lot of open space as well as a lot of secluded coves concealed by canyon walls: which I had found in the past were great for bass fishing. With my cooler stocked and fishing poles and tackle loaded, I headed out across the lake. I drove for about twenty minutes just loosening up the engine and then headed for one of the coves a way back from the main lake which I had a lot of luck fishing in the past. As I pulled into the cove and slowed down, I saw a...

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Fishing for Trouble

This chapter starts out in the early spring. Kim has moved away to live with her aunt in another state where she will have her baby that she gives up for adoption. It is spring break for John and me both. John is going away with his dad on a week long fishing trip. He and I stood in the driveway waiting for his dad to come out. “Janet you do know I would rather spend my spring break with you.” “But I could not tell my dad no on going on this fishing trip,” John explained as he stood there...

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Great Day of fishing with my two Neices

Introduction: Uncle and his two neices go out to fish and he ends up catching more than he thought he would It was a lazy Sunday. I was kind of bored so I figured I would see if my two nieces wanted to go fishing since I knew they both enjoyed the outdoors. I called my brother and asked what they were up to today. He said they were just sitting around the house and doing nothing. I offered to come and pick them up and take them out for the day. He readily agreed since he and his wife had not...

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Nymph Fishing

Off the bus, down the metal steps, onto the warm concrete. It was hot, but the wind was cool, coming in waves, ruffling my hair, ruffling my clothes. The heavy smell of petrol hit me heavily as the bus trundled away down the gravel path. The rumbling slowly disappeared behind the trees, leaving me standing in silence in the woods with my hiking bag on my back and my pole and reel hanging off my shoulder. There were trees all around; tall and brown and straight, no leaves near their base, the...

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Fishing in Canada

Since my husband and I both enjoy fishing, we checked the WEB for somewhere to go this summer.  North Carolina has some nice lakes but decided we wanted something more exciting where a person can catch fish in clean waters.  A friend of my husband who belongs to a sportsman club suggested we check into fishing in Canada where many lakes are loaded with fish.  He suggested an area in upper Ontario where they will fly people into a lake for a week.  We checked their website and decided that was...

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New Orleans Conference fishing trip

New Orleans - The fishing tripBy Barbara This paragraph summarizes part 1 of my New Orleans Conference. Monday morning began the meetings till early afternoon then free time until the Awards Dinner at 5. I received two of the three awards my branch won and afterwards my group hung out in the bar drinking and some dancing. I was unaware of a “black light” causing my long yellow dress to appear as a very transparent veil allowing my tits and pussy to be easily seen through my sheer sexy...

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The Ice Fishing Trip

We were almost there. A trip I had been planning to take for years now. 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...

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The Art of Good Fishing

The 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...

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Sadistic Predator and the Preachers Kid 1 Just Fishing

Michael was in his mid 40s. He was amazed and relieved to be in his new country and his new community in a place that somewhat reminded him of his homeland Germany. Now he was in Tennessee close to the mountains he loved and more importantly in the country away from any big city and more importantly away from any large law enforcement agency that might look a little too close at his past. He believed he deserved a new chance to put his crimes behind him and get a fresh start. He was stunned by...

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Ice Fishing

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...

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The Day My Wife Agreed To Let A Man Fishing Fuck H

I was still married to my first wife, Candice, when we went on a trip to Bozeman Mt. We had been married eight years. It was 1982, and we were both in our mid 20's at that time. My wife was a stay at home Mom, and for the last 4 years or so, I had been working non stop to keep us ahead financially. I was due a two week vacation, and to help us out her parents took the k**s to Europe with them. So we took advantage of the freedom to visit some friends in Montana, whom we haven't seen in years....

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The fishing trip

It all started when my BF and I booked a holiday to Cancun in Mexico. As much as I loved him I sometimes found him a bit lacking in excitement especially on holidays. As much as I like sunbathing I also like to do things. Anyway I was trying to get him to take me on a trip and all he did was moan that they were boring or too much money so I had almost given up hope.In the resort there were lots of Americans who were usually loud but friendly. One of the guys was quite friendly and seemed nice...

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Great Day of fishing with my two Neices

Before I get anymore in depth, let me describe myself and my nieces. I am Matt, 25, 6’4” and of average weight. I have blue eyes and brown hair and try to keep in shape by working out every other day. My oldest niece (Olivia) is 16 years old, blonde hair, green eyes and skinny weighing about 125 pounds and probably 5’10”. She is on the cheerleading squad and def has the figure for it. My other niece is Liz and she is 11 years old. She is 4’10” brown hair, brown eyes and about 80 pounds. Both...

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My Hot Day Fishing

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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A Little Fishy Gone Fishing ch 1

Kyle Richardson came from a very conservative family. The open-minded, free-spirited women he dated in college would have been considered sluts in his parent's eyes. But he didn't care what they thought. Kyle was born with good looks and knew how to charm the ladies. He would much rather have an experienced woman that might teach him a thing or two than a virtuous virgin any day.He'd had his fair share of conquests. One-night stands. Friends with benefits. He even had a few long-term...

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The Fishing Spot

When I was in my late teens, I used to spend many a summer's day fishing for trout beside the river that circled around the outside of the town. My favourite spot was a 30 minute bike-ride from home, in a clearing down from the parking lot and bike path. It was great exercise getting there and back 3 or 4 times a week, kept me in good shape and put a healthy tan on my skin.There were a number of regulars like myself who I would see from time to time and we were all on a somewhat friendly...

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Fishing

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...

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Fishing For Fun

I love getting away from all the city stresses mainly by going for walks in the deep countryside. Away from the hustle and bustle of city life. Away from the noise and the pressure. As a family we would walk for miles but now, as the kids have grown and moved on, it’s just my wife and me out on these rambles. Normally that is, but this time she was shopping with her sister in the city so I was alone. I’d left the car in the car park, map in hand, and headed into the hills. After a couple of...

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Fishing For Fun

I love getting away from all the city stresses mainly by going for walks in the deep countryside. Away from the hustle and bustle of city life. Away from the noise and the pressure. As a family we would walk for miles but now, as the k**s have grown and moved on, it’s just my wife and me out on these rambles. Normally that is, but this time she was shopping with her sister in the city so I was alone. I’d left the car in the car park, map in hand, and headed into the hills. After a couple of...

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Gone Fishing

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...

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The Fishing Trip

Sissy and I grew up in Michigan's Upper Peninsula. We were like most kids in the world, a happy family. We were blessed with loving parents, grandparents, aunts and uncles. I don't really have any bad memories as a child, except for one. When my sister was four and I was five, our mom died. It was unexpected. We were just a couple of kids playing in the bathtub, me with my plastic police boat, and Sissy with her floating frog. Her frog was always the sea monster that sunk my police boat....

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Fishing

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...

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BECOMING THE SECRET FISHING CAMP PRINCESS

BECOMING THE SISSIFIED FISHING CAMP PRINCESS!!!!!!!! Between being raised by a strict single parent mother, and living far out the boondocks of a small remote New Hampshire country town, my life was different than that of the other town boys.. Yes homework and then houseword were all I ever seemed to be doing. By fully LEGAL age 18, I was a good three to four years younger in mental developement as my mom was super protective of me, I was also still the physical size of most jr.high school boys...

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A Fishing Tail

A few years ago, I had been dating this girl, Linda, for a few months, and we had been getting along real well, but although she seemed to like me, we kissed, a little bit of tongue, that was as far as she had let it go. I was getting a little bit frustrated to say the least.One day I asked her if she would like to go fishing in my boat. I have a 23 foot Pro-Line cuddy cabin which is set up for off-shore fishing. To my surprise she said she had never been and she would like to try it. I picked...

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Fishing surprise

I got out of work at lunchtime and wife works til 6 so I hurried home lifted the fishing rod and went for a few hours fishing to my usual secret spot over at a small river 1 across fields behind my house, its a bend on river then enters a forest which is overgrown noone goes there so very private, I was fishing away and heard someone talking I went to see and could only see a dog so never worried and continued, I fished for around 10 minutes at that spot then moved down into forest part when I...

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Fishing Partner

My son has a cock that measures seven and three quarters in girth and ten and a half inches in length. I know. I measured it one evening as I playfully sucked his cock. Chris isn't actually my son. He is my husband's son. But, he has always called me mom.Today Chris is twenty-four and I'm forty-seven.Chris and I don't date. We are more like each other's booty call. We have an agreement that fits us well. I'm not saying we don't sneak off on occasions for a weekend getaway or something like...

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Who Are YouChapter 12 First Fishing Trip

Friday, July 20th, 2012 Today started like yesterday with more lovemaking until Carin fell asleep. I puttered around the house then went and bought some fishing gear, some drinks, and snacks for on the lake tonight. Carin had a nice cooler, so that was taken care of. I talked with Alan and he said he would release Christine to Jesus if my insurance agent released it too. I negotiated a price that I thought was fair for the vehicle and they sold it to Jesus for $900.00. That was about all it...

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The Fishing Trip

Introduction:A broken boat motor extended our five day fishing trip into one of idyllic isolation.I woke up to the sounds of my father having a bad dream, he was huffing and grunting as if he were fighting or working hard; it scared me because I never heard it before. I listened as he moved around on his bed for a few minutes, restless with the dream then he groaned a long sigh and fell silent. I laid awake on my side of the thin wall for a few minutes until I decided his dream was done then...

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Long Day of Fishing

I 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...

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fishing freddie

We had just moved house,my mum nad dad and me and my younger brother,we had moved to a little village in the north of england 7miles from the nearest town.the first few weeks my brother and i were on school holidays so we went exploring our new surrondings.i was fifteen at the time and he was 13 and we were very keen fisherman which was lucky for us as we found we were very close to the river.after we had been there a week or so we decided to go fishing and as usual we got up at 5oclock the...

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Going Fishing

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...

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Gone Fishing

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...

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The night we went fishing

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...

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Fishing Fun

We both live in the same suburb so I stopped by his place early in the morning on the way to the boat ramp, Dane his 17 year old son had decided to come with me so he got in my car and off we went. When we got on the water it was cool in the early morning sun, I had shorts on under track pants and a jacket on over a T shirt so I was okay but Dane had on jeans and only a T shirt so I lent him one of my spare jackets to keep warm. As normal we headed out to slightly different spots on the bay...

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