I’m already sweating before the halfway point. The sun’s out, hard and bright. Air’s still thin from the climb. My body moves without hesitation. I’ve done this so often now I don’t think about the steps. My thighs burn. My calves stretch. My core pulls tight with each shift of weight. My body knows what’s coming. It wants it. I reach the flat before the ridge and drop my pack against a boulder. I pull off my boots and so...

The sun filtered through the canopy, casting dappled shadows on the forest floor as I trekked along the winding trail. The air was thick with the scent of pine and earth, and the gentle rustle of leaves accompanied my footsteps. It was an idyllic day for an adventure, and I felt a thrill of anticipation for the unknown. I had been planning this hike for weeks, escaping the city's noise and pollution to immerse myself in n...

The Hiker (His POV) The sun danced through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the forest floor as you trekked along the winding trail. The air was thick with the scent of pine and earth, and the gentle rustle of leaves accompanied your footsteps. It was an idyllic day for an adventure, and you felt a thrill of anticipation for the unknown. After a while, you decided to take a break. Spotting a secluded area, you made...

On your knees my slutty bee. Inhale the scent of your Queen. If not the nectar draws slutty bees, Then how do you come here? On my knees and at your whim, My Queen rules our garden. Then gorge yourself on the flowing stream, Upon the feast you draw from me. My slutty bee, drink the nectar, From dew kissed petals on display. Oh, my Queen quivers at my, Suckling lips and greedy tongue. Rise my slutty bee and feed me. Bruise...

The morning sun shone through the thick canopy of trees, casting dappled shadows on the campsite as Stan puttered around the campsite. He was not able to focus on anything as he was anxiously passing the time until he could go on his afternoon hike. His imagination was running wild with what might happen today when he got to the lake. Would the girls really be there? Would they want to watch him cum again? Would something...

Stan's anticipation for this weekend camping trip had been building for months. The moment he arrived at his campsite, he eagerly set up his tent and supplies before setting off on a hike through the forest. As he walked, the cheerful chirping of birds and the satisfying crunch of leaves beneath his boots were the only sounds breaking the peaceful silence. Suddenly, Stan stopped in his tracks as he thought he heard the fa...

Luke crouched in the corner of the building, bullets whizzing past him. It was a trap; he knew it now. The cattle rustlers had lured the US Marshalls to this stinking town and laid a trap. He watched as his commanding officer was shot right between the eyes. He wasn’t yellow or anything, he didn’t have a death wish. He had run to the first bit of cover he could find. He checked his revolver once more, he had a few bullets...

The sun had warmed me into a cozy oblivion and I fell asleep in the grass. Flushed from exertion and naked under the sky. I didn’t hear the dusk birds begin their song, nor the crickets take out their fiddles to welcome the night. My dance in the arms of the rain wore me out to the bone and I slept. Only to rouse from the peaceful depths of sleep to a strange coolness on the night air and a white light piercing my eyelids...

The next day was all work, and Lerato was good at that too. She was all professional in her ranger uniform, and she was deeply knowledgeable about the drones and the experiments we were doing to train the AI in the field. It was a completely new approach, but she got it immediately and made some really good contributions towards creating the data set for phase one of the training. My PhD student, Isaac, was along. He was...