I took in a slow, long breath. The smell of nature greeted me. Trees, flowers, dirt, water… Everything had such a beautiful smell. I was so glad I was making time for myself like this. I was a creature of habit. If I planned to do something, that was the...
I woke up the next day and in my early morning grogginess wondered if yesterday was just a dream. It was all so ‘Dear Penthouse’ (is that still a thing?) Getting caught in a secluded part of the woods by a woman while I was jerking off. To top it off she...
It was late in the fall and I went out for a hike in the local nature park that was going to take a couple of hours. It was late in the season so there were no cars in the parking area when I arrived which I expected. The trail was lesser known and travel...
Seeking a Cosmic Incitement, the Divine Order selected Celestia. A sacrifice to Osanyin, goddess, and guardian of the forest. Hers was the last of a shamanic people forced into hiding. They were seeking favor and protection from Osanyin through the Cosmic...
The High Priestess fastened the belt on the youngling’s ritual robe. She let her pupil bring the dedicated dagger on a gold-ornate cushion and hooked it into the holster. She mumbled the re-run of the ritual for the umpteenth time with her innate verbose...
Her feet run faster, propelling her deeper and deeper into the forest until she no longer senses the world she's fled. Sinking against the mighty oak, she muses about the spontaneity of nature – nothing is planned here – no one dictates to nature. Lusting...
The wind blew towards her, bringing the smell of forest along with a couple of pale, yellow leaves that landed behind her. Along with the coloured trees in the forest, the air had become somewhat sharper the last week – gone was the chocking heatwave of t...
Dare I unfurl the banner of my desires Across stubble fields and barren moor Or drag it through dew heavy meadows To hide beneath a willow's curtain, weeping? Should I barefoot and pregnant of expectation Induce grass spears to caress my skin Or dip them...
I remember the scent of the flowers in the wind,The rustle of lush leaves in the soft air.The high-pitched giggles of children playing just out of sight.The feel of your hand in mine, warm and sticky in the summer heat.The buzz of bumble bees as they flit...
The band's encore faded out and the final set for the night came to an end. Pumped-up festival-goers began to pour out of the arena looking to take the party elsewhere – probably to a field somewhere, in true country style. I took one look at the human tr...
"Now Entering Pisgah National Park" The sign signaled the end of our seven-hour road trip, and I was excited to stretch my legs. The back seat of George's car was not meant for people as tall as me, and my legs were getting numb. Under normal circumstance...
BettyJane is getting married. Bachelorette party. Whole-Lotta-Cock Club. Can't get out of it. She's danced down to the Bride's Throne, surrounded by oiled-up muscle and speedo-straining cocks, the girls shrieking "Do Them ALL!" I'm startled by a finger gr...
Arms of oak reach me. Thoughtful palms. Twigs earned of fingers stare into my skin. Unavailing bark peeled away. Natures breath sways thoughts. No rustling. The whispers of my lilac eyes are heard. Growth, runs rings around us. Anchored firmly in...
The day after our orgy on New Year, my wife, Lorraine and I slept for a few hours before we had brunch with other nudists/swingers next to the large crystal-clear pool. Although everyone was naked, no one had enough energy left to fuck or even engage some...
