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The Marshes Of Avalon

How will you survive the marshes when you are alone, wounded and on the run in the midst of winter?

It was a crisp, clear winter morning. Though she was immune to its effects, she could feel the cold permeating the air. A thin blanket of frost covered the landscape, the sun’s weak rays reflecting off the tiny ice crystals, creating an ethereal beauty se...

Fathers and Sons Suck at the Hunting Camp

I found out when I turned sixteen that my father is a cock sucker for his friends, and I became one.

My name is Jason, and at twenty-six years old I’m married and living in Savannah, Georgia, the town where I was born and raised. I still socialize with my childhood friends, Larry and Paul, who are also married, and I’ve recently been thinking about the e...

Naked On TV

Competing naked on TV for a prize

Celeste could feel the South African mid-morning sun warm on her naked skin. A soft breeze caressed her nipples and played with her exposed sex. Nothing moved. In the distance, she could hear the call of a yellow-billed hornbill. The cicadas' monotonous s...

Archer

Dixon was the epitome of masculinity and dexterity…

When I was seventeen-years-old my dad was transferred to a small town. At the company he worked for dad was renowned as ‘the repairer.’ The retail department store chain that my father was employed at was very successful and had over one hundred stores in...

High Heeled Huntress

Give a girl the right shoes and she can conquer the world - Marilyn Monroe

They make me feel so sexy My black high heeled shoesAnd when I’m feeling naughtyThey are the ones I choose I first slide on my LBDA short black clingy thingI have no need for lacey wearAnd toss my wedding ring Then I ease my foot insideThe sultry change b...