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Gone Fishing

Jacqueline staggered along the lake bank under the weight of her fishing tackle, pausing to wipe a sheen of perspiration from her brow with the back of her hand. It was just half past ten in the morning but, even so early, the June sunlight blazed in a cloudless azure sky, searing the parched Lincolnshire countryside already scorched by the unusual heat wave of the past two weeks. Jacqueline turned to watch Susan, struggling ill-humouredly and muttering unladylike remarks under an even...

Gone Fishing

Jacqueline staggered along the lake bank under the weight of her fishing tackle, pausing to wipe a sheen of perspiration from her brow with the back of her hand. It was just half past ten in the morning but, even so early, the June sunlight blazed in a cloudless azure sky, searing the parched Lincolnshire countryside already scorched by the unusual heat wave of the past two weeks. Jacqueline turned to watch Susan, struggling ill-humouredly and muttering unladylike remarks under an even greater...

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,...

The Fisherman The Mermaid Chap 8 10

CHAPTER 8 Papas men delivered her furniture, clothes, and computer on Monday. We put the furniture in the garage until we could figure out what to do with it, the clothes in the closet in the spare room, and the computer on my desk. Marta explained that she did much of her work at home. We sat in the kitchen with some graph paper as we discussed how to make the house bigger. I thought about extending the rear to enlarge the kitchen and bathroom, adding a door directly from our bedroom and...

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...

Fisherman s Wife

(No seafood was harmed in the making of this story.) Had it been one of those small, gentle urges she probably would never have awakened. Instead of being a tiny, "you-know-a-good-fuck-would-be-nice-right-now" kind of urge it was a "fuck-me-now-or-I-might-explode" craving. Needless to say, she was through sleeping for the night. She stretched out her arm, expecting the familiar warmth of his body next to hers in bed. "Damn," she muttered under her breath. The Alaskan sun was glowing...

Fishing

It was a cool morning with not a cloud in the sky as Ray drove into the parking lot at Horsehair Pond. Ray Daniels could see that there were eight cars already parked here. He looked but couldn’t see anyone fishing at this sixteen acre pond which caused him to assume the people who owned these cars were either walkers, joggers or bikers and they were on the trail that started here and ran through the large forest preserve that encompassed this area. Ray was hoping that the break they had from...

The United Kingdom of Zoo A fake BBC documentary series s7e3 Helen Mahr 43 fishy fun

We begin with home video footage of a young boy and his mother in a doctor’s office. It’s one of those feel-good Youtube clips of a child getting his first aural implant. The boy is cute, his mother is nervous and but trying to sit still. We focus on her for a second, wondering if she’s our guest this week ... Then the audiologist leans in – her fiery orange-red hair hanging down loose over her shoulders, a warming smile, a pretty face. She tinkers with a small plastic implant on the side of...

Fish out of Water Ch 01

Nailing a job at the big fishery in town was a good way to start off the summer of 2010. I didn’t know much about the fish, but that wasn’t my job. My job was the chemistry of the business, and that’s the way I liked it to be. Throughout high school, my chemistry and physics teachers would make jokes about the other side of the science wing, where the biologists kept what one of my teachers called ‘bullshit.’ I guess I kept that thinking, and throughout college I took the biology classes but...

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...

A Fishing Trip in the Rockies

I have always enjoyed hiking, camping, hunting and fishing — with others or on my own. That’s why I happened to be camping alone one summer day a few years ago at a secluded site on the northwest edge of Colorado’s Rocky Mountain National Park. In fact, I was taking advantage of the remoteness of the area since fishermen rarely hiked in to the high valley. The valley’s pristine mountain creek was strung with beaver ponds that were teeming with unwary brook...

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...

Fishing Trip 0

The next morning as I poured his coffee I asked him “Did you have a bad dream last night? You were banging around on the bed and making hard noises.” My father snapped his eyes up to my face from the cup then his cheeks started to glow under his week old beard “Yeah, I was dreaming” he muttered hesitantly. “What about, it sounded bad?” He stood up abruptly “Doesn't matter, it's done and over.” He left the cabin to work on the boat. My father and I were living, existing more...

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...

Fishing for Fisher Part 1

Chapter One Conner Robinson was about to turn twenty-one years old, and his Birthday party was this coming weekend. Conner couldn't wait. His party was going to be huge and all of his friends and family would be there. Conner knew he'd get a lot of money and gifts on this landmark Birthday of twenty-one! Conner had a slim but athletic "swimmer's build", wavy light brown hair parted to the left, big blue eyes, and a million dollar smile. He was very cute in a sort of dorky way, not traditionally...

A Little Fishy

Kiel Richardson was a handsome young man and he discovered early in his life that the opposite sex found him to be very charismatic.He started young and had his share of conquests. He also had a few longer-term relationships that ended badly when he found them in the arms of other men. Each time it happened, it created a hole in his heart which he felt could never be healed.Kiel decided that today’s modern women indulged in sexual freedom. In the past, someone who was called a slut was...

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...

Fish Story

A bell on the door clanged as Mike and Steve entered the little bait shop up the canyon. No one was behind the counter but there was muffled noise from the back room and after a few minutes, a disheveled old man appeared, grinning broadly. "Hello, young fellers," he greeted them. "Welcome to Gibb's bait shop. I'm Gibb. You fixin t' do some fishin?" "Yeah," said Mike. "Trout." Mike was a man of few words. A man that size didn't have to say much. "Any advice on where to drop a...

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...

FISHING For PUSSY 3

I couldn,t believe I was shafting a classy beauty like Maria Schroeder. I knew it wouldn’t, go on much longer as I was due at Maguire Air Base, New Jersey in late September to be flown to the base in Chateauroux in France, But was enjoyimg every moment of every fuck session and a few mornings later she was sitting almost in my lap as I manoeuvred my old 51 Chevy along the dusty country road as we approached one of my secret fishing spots where we were most unlikely to be disturbed and could be...

Fisherman s Point

Tom inherited the Fisherman’s Point cottage from Polly, his great aunt. At the time, Tom and Karen were living in a small garden flat in Shepherd’s Bush. Karen was working as a marketing executive for a package holiday company. Tom was working as a freelance journalist, although what he really wanted to do was try his hand at writing a novel. The cottage was not large. It had probably started life as a fisherman’s cottage sometime in the early part of the 18th century. Polly had given it a new...

The fishing trip

The fishing tripBy NastyOldSlob. Terri decided to go on a weekend fishing trip with her dad before he had to go back to work. She got in the motor home and they drove to the lake. When George found a spot to park it was almost dark."We'll start fishing early tomorrow" said George.Terri looked for her sleeping bag and could not find it."Daddy did you pack my sleeping bag?""No, I thought you did""Oh my god, what will I do?" said the girl."You will have to sleep with me""Daddy!""Don't worry honey,...

The Fishmonger s Daughter

Molly Malone was actually a pretty girl under the layers of dirt and grime that she seemed to leave untouched because they acted as a first line of defense against evil-minded young lads looking for a quick taste of honey when the street pickings got a mite sparse. Her father was not really a fisherman who made his living by going out on the waves and searching for all sorts of sea food to fill the bellies of the landlubbers who never left the safety of the harbor. His sea-faring days were...

Fishing Season

“Where’d the time go?”, he wondered walking in his backyard drinking his morning coffee. “How many days and weeks amounting to months did I wish winter away? Now it’s gone, the daffodils are in bloom and I’m still right here, where it all began and I haven’t even ordered the new rods yet. Am I wasting my life away? I wish she were still here. Things be different then. I’d be alive. Not giving in.” He usually awoke at half past five in the morning, suffering an old habit from years at the...

Fish out of Water Ch 02

Hey! Here’s my latest update, I know it’s a short chapter, but I was too excited to wait. Thanks to everyone who’s keeping up with my story! _______________________________________________ I went back after a week. Crossing my fingers, I tiptoed into Noah’s, trying to make it to the fish section before Gecko Girl had the chance to spot me. When I reached the dark, flickering fish room I had to catch my breath. It was humid today and my shirt clung to the rise and fall of my chest as I leaned...

The Fisherman

CateThe sun was hardly over the horizon when I took of my sandals and hid them under a bush. I stretched a little before beginning to jog along the waterline. The sea was receding, but my feet splashed in the surf as I picked up speed settling on where I knew I could continue for the three miles that were left. My legs pumped with my arms and my boobs bounced which reminded me I had to buy a better sports bra. I couldn’t have my C cups holding me back once I was back at school again. I was...

Donna and the Fish and Donna s Insecurity

Donna and the Fish ‘It’s all a matter of juxtaposition.’ Donna looked exquisite. It was another exhibition at her gallery and she was wearing a beautiful pair of black, high cut trousers supported by red braces over a white shirt beneath which was a white, silk camisole. When earlier I had commented how beautiful she looked, she said, ‘I have to conceal my nipples, College. If exposed they would cause a public nuisance, people might fall off bicycles. These are proper nipples, not like yours....

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...

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...

Fishing for Genies

I stepped out of the shower and began drying off. My wife, Linda, was still asleep in our bed. That’s one big advantage of being retired; you can get up whenever you wake up. We hadn’t used an alarm clock in nearly a year. As I combed my hair, I unashamedly admired my body. At age 56, I looked like an Olympic gymnast, except that I was too tall and few gymnasts were as healthy and injury-free as I was. My body wasn’t the result of hours working out, although I did hit the gym three times a...

FISHING in the WRONG PLACE

June, 1969 found me a twenty four year old three stripe sergeant working remote Minuteman Missile Sites security near Lakota, North Dakota attached to Grand Forks Air Base. Shifts worked were three days or nights on and three off alternating between nights and days 7am to pm or vice versa. With commuting to and from our three days off usually ended up as only two full days. Part of our task was to patrol the ten separate missile silos our Launch Control Facility was responsible for when not...

The Fisherman

After twelve years of city living, I was fed up with the daily hustle and bustle. Being a writer, my work also encompassed editing and proofreading. Truthfully, there was no reason for me to live in the city.With modern technology, I was already performing all my tasks from home, and that being the case, my home could be located anywhere. My decision was, therefore, an easy one, when I resolved to buy a home in what was essentially a small fishing village.The setting was beautiful but the home...

Gone Fishing Who Betrayed Who Part 4 of 4

Kyle’s phone rang and Maddy watched with excited anticipation, expecting it was Lori returning his calls. She quickly became concerned as Kyle’s expression changed. He didn’t say much, mainly listening to the caller.He hung up and sat in stunned silence before Maddy snapped him out of his daze.“That was the police. They’ve been looking for me all afternoon. Lori’s been involved in a multi-car accident. The police officer said she’s in hospital and believes she has just gone into surgery.”Maddy...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

The Fishing Trip

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...

His wife s 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...

The Fishing Club Chapter 1

I walked into the backyard after returning home from work. My sister Jill sat at the picnic table with her boyfriend Mark, and Hank, a mutual friend. I walked over and said, “Hi.”“Hey, Josh, how was work today?” my sister said.“It was okay. We started working on a new house today,” I replied.I worked for my father’s construction company. When I graduated from high school two years ago, my dad put me to work. The work was enjoyable, and I was learning how to do many things.“How was school?”...

Welcome to the Fish Tank

Marina awakened by degrees. She wasn't aware of her first conscious thought upon waking, for a host of strange sensations vied for her attention: a wonderful feeling of weightlessness, of a warmth that surrounded every inch of her body, and the quite unwelcome feeling of a stuffy nose. She decided to focus on the warmth. It felt so peaceful, just lying on her side, and she luxuriated in it, enjoying the perfect feeling. She opened her eyes finally, feeling somewhat groggy, as though she'd...

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...

The Fishing Club Chapter 2

When I got home on Sunday evening, I greeted my parents and sister. I took care of my things, putting my dirty clothes in the washing machine and a bag of fillets in the freezer. I decided to wait before starting the washer until after I showered. I finished in the bathroom dressed in sweat pants and a tee-shirt, then went downstairs. Mom called me into the kitchen, telling me dinner was ready.“How was the fishing trip?” Dad said as we ate.“It was great. I caught a few walleyes, then...

Plenty of fish in the lake And a little bait catc

The alarm buzz sounded too early in the morning, as it always did. Sam didn’t feel like getting out of the bed and go to the flower shop. Above all, he was reluctant to see Bruce so soon after their Truth or Dare game where it became obvious that Bruce had a crush on Sophocles. The little bear had difficulties to show his feelings and he knew it would hurt him to see Bruce now. But he needed the money and he knew that eventually he had to face Bruce and part of him wanted to see him too and…...

The Biggest Fish

The Biggest FishThis weekend was planned weeks ago, to go camping before summer ends but at the last minute there is a conflict and your daughter has plans. Instead of cancelling the trip after all the preparations were made you decide with your husband to go ahead anyway, just you and your man.Loaded up, you settle in for the drive. The conversation is torture and you are starting to think you should have stayed home. Your saving grace is that you know soon you will arrive by the lake and...

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...

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...

The Fisherman

The Fisherman After a full day of sun, I started thinking about what trouble I might get into that evening. I had enough of the dive bars Jane and I had been going to all week. There didn’t seem to be any place to dance on this island. No easy relaxed places where you can get close to your partner, with no one smashing into you holding their beer bottles or pink cocktails. I walked to the edge of the surf and watched the sun as it moved closer to the water. Jane had left early that morning...

The Fisherman

The Fisherman After a full day of sun, I started thinking about what trouble I might get into that evening. I had enough of the dive bars Jane and I had been going to all week. There didn't seem to be any place to dance on this island. No easy relaxed places where you can get close to your partner, with no one smashing into you holding their beer bottles or pink cocktails. I walked to the edge of the surf and watched the sun as it moved closer to the water. Jane had left early that morning...

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....

Retro Gone FishingChapter 2

A lot of effort had gone into educating the humans we had rescued from the "devil dogs" in what their new home was like and how to live happily in it. Some of the people had trouble acclimatizing, but most were able to adapt without too much anguish. Those with adaptation difficulties were given extensive counseling, and they finally came around. We now had the core of an army intent on defeating the fish monsters. So far, we were batting 1.000 against the fish, but that was only two...

Gone Fishin Chapter 27

There really wasn't much in the way of real estate. It seemed as though most of the office's activity involved vacation rentals. They did have a winery for several million dollars, but Rob was certainly not a customer for that. When he enquired about river side property they looked at him blankly. We took several pages of listings and another local map, but it was clear that "No Sale" had been rung up. We drove to Mary's the "short way," and Rob asked about the boat, the oars and the...

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...

Ice Fishing With the TwinsChapter 7

The whole conversation I described, which took place after I basically mauled the two poor girls I was supposed to be taking care of, was had while we were still naked, and still covered up by the blanket made of sleeping bags. The odd part is that I wasn’t really aware I was lying naked with two girls while it happened. It was just as normal and comfortable as if we’d been clothed, talking about it in their living room. Of course I did eventually become cognizant that their warm, naked...

Where the Mountain RisesChapter 30 A Fisher of Men

Summer 2052 Clark cast his fishing line back into the stream, hoping to catch a third fish one each for Sally, Katie and himself for their supper. The steady drizzle wasn’t helping much, although rain was dearly needed for the crops and hayfields. He would have been soaking wet by now, if he hadn’t given in to Katie’s insistence that he wear one of Brother Matthew’s robes to go outside. If Katie had been with him, she would have caught a dozen fish by now and he would be back inside...

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...

The Fishing Trip

Teresa and Jim had the weekend to themselves. Their k**s were staying with their grandparents and they wanted to do something just the two of them. They decided they would go fishing and try out the new boat. So they loaded up their jeep with a 2 man boat, tent, ice chest and fishing poles. Jim headed to a small secluded spot on a creek he was told about hoping not to have to many others around. They got there and were surprised that they were the only ones. "I'm glad no one else decided to...

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...

Retro Gone FishingChapter 3

We had it! The R&D people had come through with a robot and explosive charge combination that one person could carry and operate. Not only that, they had come up with a folding shield that would protect the robot from the fish's machine gun bullets. No more stalemate, we were back on top! We rushed the system into production and were ready to try it out almost immediately, thanks to the wonders of time travel. Several humans had jumped to the future and trained with the system so that...

Gone fishing

This event we' ll call it happened last year. We decided we needed to get away from the cold and snow so what better place then Key West Florida. We finally get to our room and it's about 9:00 at night.we were tired and raining out but still nice out, so we stayed in and went to bed.morning comes and it's still raining but is supposed to clear up by noon or so. I was to go fishing on a pretty big sport fishermen boat . 42 ft ,my wife was to shop but of course the rain. I called the captain and...

Emma Watson The Fisherman s Friend

It was one of the most surreal experiences of my life. It had started off as a relaxing day of fishing out in the Bristol channel on Rory's boat. Work had been a nightmare lately and I needed to just unwind a little. I had no idea of what was ahead of me that day. We had come back into the harbor and moored up before saying good bye to James and Michael who had accompanied us out. As usual they were the first to disappear to the local pub once we were back leaving me and Rory to tie up the boat...

Goin Fishin

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, that were great in the past for bass fishing. So 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 ways 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 flat...

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...

fishing trip

When I was younger, Mac my step dad use to take me and my sister Helen fishing. We would go for a weekend and come back with stories and no fish. As I got older he stop taking us and now it was something in the past.Now I’m 17 and graduating from school, Mac decided after all these years asked me if I want to go fishing like the good old days. I said sure and planed a weekend to go.So that weekend came, we went to the spot were we fish and got the same hotel we stay at. Mac’s friend, Tom was...

HOW HUMANS DO IT a fish eye view of sex

What the hell’s going on around here? Bronson (the Big-Mouth Bass), having just stuck his head above the bayou’s calm surface, now stared, even more dumbfounded than usual, at the new arrivals. Why had those two in that fancy fishing rig slipped past the screen of willow branches and tied up against the trunk? It was mid-day and too damn hot for any respectable fish to be feeding. Even the dumbest human must realize that. He glanced up at his buds, Freddie (the Frog) and Pasquale (the Possum)....

HOW HUMANS DO IT a fish eye view of sex

What the hell’s going on around here? Bronson (the Big-Mouth Bass), having just stuck his head above the bayou's calm surface, now stared, even more dumbfounded than usual, at the new arrivals. Why had those two in that fancy fishing rig slipped past the screen of willow branches and tied up against the trunk? It was mid-day and too damn hot for any respectable fish to be feeding. Even the dumbest human must realize that. He glanced up at his buds, Freddie (the Frog) and Pasquale (the Possum)....

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...

Because of a Rotten Fish

Chapter 1. The Emptiness Inside Sally the receptionist/nurse stuck her head round the door and said, ‘That was the last, Prue.’ Prudence cleaned down the examination table then washed her hands. A dog with ‘The Itch,’ a cat with an aching tooth, a snake that wouldn’t eat and a budgerigar in its cage but already dead, that had been the evening’s work. She went out to the reception area where Sally was doing the last of the clearing up. ‘You go and get something to eat, Prue,’ Sally said,...

A Thousand Years of Peace Chapter 11 The Fish Run

The man who was on watch for the fish thought he’d seen something just before dark the night before. The fish had been expected all day and the community was talking about nothing else. The older members of the tribe supervised the setting up of racks for smoking the salmon. They had ordered digital thermometers to help give the younger members of the tribe a better understanding of the process. They had enough wood chopped to smoke thousands of fish and then about three times as much...

The Homecoming of Keith BoydChapter 17 The Catfish Shack

Keith Boyd- Fred Boyd his brother. Alice Boyd his sister in law. Nephew John 15 Niece Gabby 13 Jo Anne Wall old girl friend Windy Wall her ex husband. Lewis and Ellie Keith’s in laws. Sarah Marsh retro hippie General Briggs rd Doris owner of the consignment shop. Jo Anne Joyner Wall : Keith’s first girlfriend. Three girls 16 13 10 oldest daughter ginger Mr Jessup buyer of Keith’s scooter. Rebecca Avondale deacon and keith’s client. Marsha stylist to Rebecca Gulfcrest hotel/casino Elanor,...

Hot Oil and Fish

One of the most beautiful women in the world and she wanted to go out with me! I didn't know that she knew me from Adam's house cat, but I certainly knew her. So did the rest of America. She was one of the highest of the high fashion models; her picture had graced almost every major publication in the free world. Her call came in just when I thought the summer doldrums couldn't get any worse. The mid-afternoon temperatures here on the Florida Keys in early July were very humid and well...

Kingfisher s Tale

Hi. I'm John Noble. I used to own Noble Electrical Supply out of Schenectady, New York. I'd expanded what my father left me until the banks and the economy combined to make me realize that my days of running a quiet little profitable business were numbered. I'd expanded to six shops, employing quite a few people. I sold the whole thing to one of my competitors, Beard's Electric out of Albany for a very nice figure--more than what I'd expected, quite frankly. I was well-educated. I had my...

Postcards From the PacificChapter 5 Surf Sand and Fish

0400 Rise and dress 0430 Microwave oatmeal, no egg. 0455 Kiss sleeping wife 0500 Meet Don at boat dock 0500-0930 Fish while Don makes morning rounds 0930-1000 Discipline wife Sean: Sheila claims I help her sleep. Something must, because she was out all night. I was not so lucky. I had accepted an offer to go fishing with Don, while he did his morning duties. Dramamine did not help keep me awake. Fortunately, Don traveled with Navy grade coffee. He and Francine would get along. For a guy...

Going FishingChapter 7 The Grand Fleet

"Further, please advise Technical Intelligence that I can confirm their suspicion that the stern of a Sa'arm ship appears uniquely vulnerable to missile attack." Wilhelm Koenig wrapped up his post-battle report and ordered it copied to the message drone they were sending to Borneo Command. He'd already added personal letters for his family back on Atlantis, as had the rest of Archerfish's crew. "Personal note to Commander Marcie Haywood, Confederacy Navy. 'You make tasty fish.'"...

Day of Fishing

The boat planed as Dan opened the throttle up. It was a beautiful day for fishing -- sunny and clear. The mild temperature made the breeze that now rushed past the three people in the boat a little cool. Charlotte's braless nipples stood up promptly with the chill. It made her a little self-conscious in front of Jeremy, the friend they'd invited along. But she'd had a mild crush on the younger man from the time she had met him. The 'thirty something' bachelor didn't attract her as much as...

A Fishing Trip in the Rockies

I have always enjoyed hiking, camping, hunting and fishing -- with others or on my own. That's why I happened to be camping alone one summer day a few years ago at a secluded site on the northwest edge of Colorado's Rocky Mountain National Park. In fact, I was taking advantage of the remoteness of the area since fishermen rarely hiked in to the high valley. The valley's pristine mountain creek was strung with beaver ponds that were teeming with unwary brook trout. For two days I didn't see...

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...

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...

Seduced The Fish Lady And Got Seduced

Hi again, this is raj currently living in Chennai. Any single mothers, ladies, aunties want fun with complete confidentiality inbox me Now coming to the sex story, I live in an apartment close to metro station. I like sea food very much, generally, I go to the beach so that I get fresh fish. But one day while I was going to station it caught my eye, that a fish market is close to the station and while m coming back I gave a try. There was a lady tall, hefty and a bit dark. I went and asked...

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...

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...

A Fishing Day

True Story... This happened to me on April 19th. 2016. I went fishing in a fairly remote place on a lake near me. I had been fishing for about half an hour when I heard someone coming through the brush in my direction. I looked up an saw a young man with his tackle box and pole. He said hi and came down next to the shore line with me. He told me this was a good place to fish and that he had caught a lot of fish here. I found out his name was Rob and...

Charlie sister Boy seduced by Old Fisherman

Hi, Dee. We have similar turn-ons. I was very young, when I opened up a dresser drawer and saw a small pair of white panties laying on top of everything!My Dads work friend and His daughter had just stayed the night. She was My age. It was Her panties! Daddy, His friend and the girl slept in one bed and Sharlee and Me slept together, in another room. The Men tried to keep the girl quiet, but She was Young and Willing to be taught 'special' things when Her Daddy shared Her with each of His...

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...

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...

Going FishingChapter 5 Sa Alment

"Dear Roger," the letter Wilhelm was writing into his data pad read, "We are doing well, and hope you are too. We've managed to sink two Sa'arm scouts so far, using six torpedoes and without being detected once, which leaves us with another 42 shots. We are now heading for a star which has a known Sa'arm infestation. We won't be clearing it out — we don't have the arms for that — but we can at least make them regret the day they chose this system. Please look after your sister as best...

Gone Fishin

Henry Stark took a deep breath, the salty aroma of the sea air made him feel good. Two weeks holiday in Devon was just what he needed, a total break from the noisy, tedious work he endured in the car factory back home. The doctors had warned him, take a break now or look forward to a nervous breakdown. He was glad to take their advice, he had not had a vacation for over six years, it was about time. He was looking forward to today, he was going fishing, just himself, a small boat, a packed...

Going Fishing Again

The sun had yet to rise when I rolled out of my empty bed. The bitch, I mean my wife had left yesterday to spend a couple of weeks with her sister in Boston so I planned to start my brief freedom with some fishing. If I’m really lucky the cute little black girl will be down at the lake again. My dick stared to get hard at the memory of her cute round ass and the way it jiggled as I’d bent her over the tailgate of my truck and fucked her silly. I resisted the urge to jack off and grabbed some...

Sharing The Fishing Trip

Shared 2nd timeAfter being shared with Joe and he left the next morning me and hubby cleaned up the kitchen and went to the living room, sat down and watched the news. I was thinking about my bald pussy and wanted to show hubby but decided to wait for the right time. After the news was over hubby leaned over and kissed me, and told me I made him so hot and that he was proud of me for going through with his wishes for me to be a shared wife. I then told him I would do anything to make him happy...

Fishing Buddies

I’d worked with Tom for three years. He was hired the year after I was. We found a common interest in fishing early on and when the season rolled around we could usually be found on some stream, river or lake feeding our bait to intelligent trout. Often enough we would bring home enough of a catch to encourage us so we didn’t quit. My wife Wendy and Tom’s wife, Vanessa met at the first company get together after Tom hired on and became ‘fishing widows’ some weekends. They went shopping and to...

Fishing

Its barely light and you pull up to my apartment I yell bye to my sister, and I run out to your truck and climb in. You look at me and my clothes - say nothing and off we go to the dock. We grab a few things and walk to the boat, you then tell me to get the rest of the shit loaded as you head for the office. Theres a dozen different rods , and what seems like 20 pounds of stinky bait, tackle, followed by bags of ice, sandwiches & your beer. For me, I brought salad , fruit and water. ...

Bedtime Stories Goldfish

Molly had been to the zoo many times before. She loved looking at all the animals and had a blast when she could come here with her mom and dad. She always liked to point out all that she knew about the different creatures that lived in such a wonderful place. Every time she had come to the zoo would be a time that she would look forward to and then she would talk about it for days after. Here was the one place she was always excited to come to. But today was different. With so many things...

The friendly fisherman

It was the summer holidays. Six weeks, no school. I was 12 years old and lived in a English village with my mum, dad and two younger sisters.My mother was an ex beauty queen and was very fit. How my father got her I don't know. But as it was post ww2 he had the pick. As there was a shortage of men I suppose.My passion was fishing and I couldn't wait to spend my time by the river that was only a short bike ride away.So my mother packed my lunch and a bottle of orange squash, reminding me to be...

PUSSY FISHING

The summer of 1961 was not all that significant. My beat up old 1951 Chevy was in the garage for some work and as it was a lovely day I decided to walk to the local lake and try some fishing. Travelling light this time only carried my spinning outfit with artificial lures rather than carry a heavy bucket for live minnows, tackle box, metal stringer and lunch box with me. It only took forty minutes to make the walk to my favourite spot, snap a spoon on to my line and start casting out thirty or...

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...

Kamasutra 8211 Part 3 The Fish Market humiliation

Sukanya was very angry at me for demanding money for sex I did with her customers. She had vowed to screw me even more. She continued making me sleep with random women for which she got money. Finally, on a Sunday morning, she woke me up and said, “You will get your freedom from Sukanya Devi today. But you will have to earn your freedom. Take these pills and get ready to be fucked the whole day.” Sukanya gave me lots of pills to boost my stamina. My dick instantly rose like a flag pole. I...

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