The cool mountain wind brushed over Lucia’s skin as she hiked back and forth up the switchback trail. Her long brown hair was pulled back in a ponytail, keeping the back of her neck exposed to the gentle breeze. It really was a wonderful day out, the sun...
She knew they were going on a hike at the base of the local mountain that morning. It was warm enough out to be comfortable, but not so hot that she was left sticky after stretching. The mountain was beautiful with the sun just high enough in the sky to c...
A big hug to MexicanGoddess, who inspired this story. Special thanks to ShyVixen and Wirelessbrain, who helped me editing this story. “Are we there yet?” Adriana asked cheerfully as she sat down on a piece of rock by the trail. “Not yet, sweetie, not yet....
Ron – my saviour I have been OFFLINE for 18 months and hope that you will forgive me – also hope that you can accept this first story since then – don’t forget to vote and comment as that will give me more inspiration. Thanks jena121My brother, Ron, was l...
I was awoken by a kiss on the lips. I didn't know who it was and I didn't know if I hoped it was Ashley or Mia. I opened my eyes to see it was Ashley. "Well good morning sleepy head!" she said to me as she teasingly put her small tits right at my eye lev...
I was beat, beat, beat. This last project had taken the wind out of my sails. Too many 11pm calls with China. Too many lunches eaten over my computer keyboard. In fact I'd spilled coffee so many times I was on my third keyboard. I told my pal in Californi...
The hike (part 1) The hike was a long time coming. Roy first met Samantha a few years ago, he couldn’t remember exactly when. It was an online meeting; he bumped into her in a chat about heaven knows what… in those days he was just bored most of the time...
My wife Joan and I moved to the Colorado Springs area eight years ago, when I was fifty years old and she was forty-seven. I was transferred there by my high-tech company from the Minneapolis area, and soon became an avid outdoor enthusiast. We had beauti...
She trudged on through the endless, winding trail of ankle-scathing brush, eye endangering branches and hot, sweaty summer air, not wanting to think about the man who walked behind her with a buggy whip in his hand.A pack full of ropes and other "toys" we...
