During one of my recent business trips I needed to spend a weekend in Vancouver, Canada. A lovely city with beautiful sights including the women. On Friday night after my last meeting I headed down to the gaslight district to have a good meal in one of the ethnic restaurants. I found a very typical Italian restaurant and ordered a tasty pasta which I washed down with some good Canadian red wine. Travelling a lot for busin...

If I were to leave, just disappear As swiftly as the Ocean breeze Would the Stars still shine as bright? If my presence was not felt, unseen, A drifting scent that weaves into a mist Would the voices of Nature still be heard? If the prints I make were to be erased, As the sand covers them without remorse Would the birds continue to migrate? If I were suspended, caught between two worlds One full of color, sweet, kind, ten...

Once upon a time...somewhere in the Rockies, a beautiful, lonely, voluptuous Geology professor was relaxing outside her secluded cabin. It was far enough off the beaten path to never see another person. Her retreat was very well appointed with all the amenities. She lay nude upon a large, flat rock in the sun, her curvy body glistening in the late Summer sun. She often roamed naked. Her life was ordered and controlled, so...

It all started in the middle of August . My best friend Tim and I had decided to spend the weekend at a lake where I had some kind of smallish cottage. The whole area had been owned by my family for generations. So basically there was no one – or let’s just say very few people – trespassing on that land strip. It wasn’t a huge lake; it was more like a big pond in a very secluded place surrounded by a vast forest. I had in...

After skinny dipping the lone camper steps out of the shallow stream at her campsite. The midday sun is hot and, being so far from civilization here deep in the woods, she sees no harm in lying naked upon her open sleeping bag and letting the warms rays of the sun dry her off. She lies there staring up at the swaying branches of the towering trees above her and listens to the sounds of nature. The soft fluttering of the l...

Based on a true story. My first post, so please comment! I would love constructive criticism and opinions. Otherwise, enjoy!!! :) For as long as I can remember, I have always loved the outdoors. There's something about being alone with nature that can still me to the core, filling me with a peace that cannot be found in any other venue. So here I remain--in my secret hiding place. It didn't take me long to find. An hour a...

Part I – The Beginning In the spring of 1995, I was on a camping trip at Brazos Bend State Park. It was a solo trip in the small RV that I had at the time. Of course, being the horny young man that I was, I was always looking for pretty women. But I mainly had porn and photography on my mind for this trip, so I hadn't really come prepared, physically or mentally, for a physical encounter. It wasn't the prime camping seaso...

It was a morning hunt; the last hunt of the opening weekend. Daylight was just breaking. Dark, mysterious figures along the forest line were finally beginning to reveal their harmless details; growling miniature beasts transformed into harmless, dead stumps as sunlight shined upon them. John was sitting in his stand; a simple, ground level box stand with large openings on three sides for windows. For the past forty-five m...

LIGHTNING REVEALS ALL It is raining outside. We can hear the drops pelt against the glass window panes and beat a staccato rhythm on the roof. The room is lit by the glow of a dying fire in the fireplace. Occasionally, we are illuminated by a flash of lightning, followed by the low rumbling of thunder that we can feel resonate in our bones. Your head is lying on my chest, with your hair tickling my skin. My right arm enci...

SUNNY WITH A CHANCE OF SHOWERSby ITinFLCHAPTER 1 -- GETTING READYMichael and Megan had been looking forward to their little Earth Day outing ever since Megan happened to notice a few weeks earlier that it fell on a Saturday, when they were both off from work. They both worked in downtown San Diego, he a computer service technician, and she a medical transcriptionist.The more they planned for their special one-day getaway,...

He felt the environment close around him. His closest by his side but a thousand times removed with the turn of a page and the strum of a guitar string.Sunlight broke through the dust streaked glass, the heat of it seeking out the areas of his body most affected by its earlier attention.A million different thoughts broke the air around him. Each one lapping over the other as the travellers around him screamed silently at...

We were sitting on the front porch of our cabin when she came up to me and took my hand. I had no choice but to follow her as she lead me to the edge of the woods and down the trail that we had made with a four wheeler for when we wanted to be one with nature. I just followed her like a lost puppy.Shellie looked back at me with a smile on her face and slowed her pace a little as she did. I knew that look on her face. It w...

This is my first story, let me know what you think It was mid June and the heat wave was beginning to become unbearable. Everyone was just finishing their first year of uni and Sarah and her friends decided it would be a good idea to get away from the city for a while and enjoy the heat properly. After checking out a few websites, Sarah and her best friend Josie decided to go camping and invited Amber and her boyfriend Ja...