Buccaneer37N94W, Author at NSFW story

The moment her soft little hand gripped me… [MF]

A couple years ago I took a solo trip to the American Rockies. Trail-running, rafting, peak-bagging. I drank beer, got high and relished the alpine environment.

Part of my trip was several days on a silent retreat. It was just what I needed to review my life and my recent divorce.

After the retreat I made reservations at a nearby hot springs resort. I arrived, checked into my room and surveyed the grounds. The place was amazing. I love the high desert.

I was ready to get in the springs. There were dozens of pools to try. So I walked over to the springs and spas area but it felt a bit overwhelming. I didn’t know how it worked, what I needed to do or exactly where to go.

That’s when I saw her. Slender, long brown hair, amazing skin, yummy figure, sparkling green eyes. She was about ten years younger than me (in her 30s). After my recent trials I wondered if maybe it was time for an…encounter. Read more »

The cabin [MF]

This was my first adventure after years in a lonely marriage. Tame compared yo most stories. I’d love to know what you think.

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Under the coldest, clearest canopy of stars I paced, waiting.

The glow of headlights over the hill.
Her car rattles and clanks to a stop.

Grinning ear to ear I gather her into my eager arms.

Kisses begin —
like a sigh of relief.

We walk, holding hands and smiling
into the ancient log and stone cabin.

Fire crackling.

More kisses.

Pizza shared. Wine poured.

We sit on the leather sofa synchronizing our attraction,
her favorite album pumping from my phone.

More kisses.

“I’ve missed you!”

She clears her headspace voicing concerns about an evening away from her obligations. We talk about it and her anxiety slowly melts away.

She is present.

“When you smile, your entire face smiles.”

Her lips. Fuck. Her lips.

I turn her away from me and move her hair. I surround her in my strong embrace and kiss her neck, cupping her breasts.

I feel her relax. Read more »

The moment her soft little hand gripped me… [MF] [mild]

A couple years ago I took a solo trip to the American Rockies. Trail-running, rafting, peak-bagging. I drank beer, got high and relished the alpine environment.

Part of my trip was several days at a silent monastery. More contemplative than religious. It was just what I needed to review my life and my recent divorce.

After the monastery I made reservations at a nearby hot springs resort. I arrived, checked into my room and surveyed the grounds. The place was amazing. I love the high desert.

I was ready to get in the springs. There were dozens of pools to try. So I walked over to the springs and spa area but it felt a bit overwhelming. I didn’t know how it worked, what I needed to do or exactly where to go.