The next day afternoon, Sasha woke up from the aroma that covered the whole cottage. It looked like Wesley had taken out food from the diner. "You up?" Wesley asked when he saw his sister move from his bed. He walked towards her and gave her lips a morning kiss. "I ordered food to take out," he added, "Come eat." He gently pulled her up to sit on the bed. She was wearing nothing under the blanket so when it was pulled Wes...

The rest of the day, Kyle struggled to put some distance between his sister and him. The little rubbing session they had in the water only helped fuel his desire for her and they had to be cautious as almost all the other boaters had arrived and were busy setting up their respective cottages and bringing their boat into their docks. This meant there was always someone close to the water's edge and the chance of being seen...

While having a week away, camping, I bumped into a number of people, all very sociable. However, this one couple having pitched opposite me, wow! I could have sat there and stared at her all day. Lycra shorts, that when bending over basically become transparent, nice lace panties, and sports bra. Short red hair, pretty face about five foot two? Mm-hmm! Camping with what appeared to be hubby, I was just enjoying the view....

Let me set the scene. A buddy of mine had gathered some of his friends to go hiking in some remote, but breathtaking location. As fate would have it, one member of this fellowship had dropped out, leaving a spot vacant for, yes, you’ve guessed it: me. Long story short, we had a whale of a time. But, as so often is the case, what could have been a near-perfect experience was cruelly disturbed by my innate lack of social sk...

Justin looked around nervously at the wonderous costumes and people behind them who walked from event to event at Dingaling City's annual pride parade. This was Justin's first time, having been raised in a conservative environment that would blush at such events, as he was doing so now.  "Okay," thought Justin, "what first?"  He was trembling in the heat of the summer, his light blue cotton button-up was showing telltale...

The flicker of the campfire illuminates our circle of rapt faces, the wood popping and crackling in the dark as Dexter brings his tale to a climax. "Terror!" he yells with the gravitas of a Shakespearean understudy. "That's how it reigns." He eyes each of us in turn, flicking his dark curtains away from his face and lingering a fraction longer on me before I avert my gaze. "It crawls from the lake, stalking and snaring an...

After my previous two experiences re-enacting, I was disappointed with my third. Meg didn’t come to the event and Sarah was too busy getting stoned to give me the time of day. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed time with my regiment, and the drinking as well as the battle, but I did miss the sex. I had gotten used to it. Unfortunately, due to my family circumstances, changing my mental health took a massive downturn and I coul...

July was finally here and campsites allowed to open. Because I can work from anywhere these days, I planned this vacation in May. I still wasn't certain it would happen but I kept buying new stuff and at least that got me away from the house for a bit.On the first day of July, my husband and I drove to Cape Cod and a campsite in Truro, just south of Provincetown, Massachusetts. (For those who don't know, it’s the last cit...

The next morning Sarah and I sheepishly crawled out of our tent into the circle of chairs. Most of the couples were already up and having some breakfast. From the looks we were getting, especially from the girls, it was pretty obvious we hadn’t been very quiet last night. Sarah went bright red when she realised the other girls were all smiling and winking at her. All the girls, except one that is. Emily had a face like th...

Well, fuck…that was damn nice, I remember saying to myself! I love beginning my Saturday’s with a good masturbatory session, I have needs and that morning my need registered a huge ten on the pussy Richter scale. I had just the right toy at hand to deliver that much-appreciated earthquake and subsequent aftershocks! Now, my question was, do I pack ‘Mister Happy’ in my suitcase? Will there even be room? OK, I was joking; h...

It was that time of year again. June in England meant it was time for the annual trip to Glastonbury Festival. After an eight hour wait for the gates to open, we were finally in the campsite and setting up our tents. It was a slightly different group this year. All the usual guys were here but, for the first time, the wives and girlfriends were coming along too. That meant our group of eight had, this year, turned into a...

So you have to take shelter from the rain...in my tent? I know we're friends but....oh okay.....yes, you can climb in my sleeping bag.....and oh....oh yes you can touch me there....and there....oh god yes....